The only person in sight was a Romulan standing across the street. I went over to see if he knew what happened.

"Who were those strange people?" I asked him.

"THE LOCUST! THE LOCUST! THE LOCUST!" was all he would say, or yell rather.

I tried to ask him about my dog, and find out if he had noticed the assault. "Did you witness the event? Could you identify the perptrators?" I asked him.

"THE LOCUST! THE LOCUST! THE LOCUST!" he informed me again, jumping up and down, playing air-guitar.

I scooped my dog up, and as I carried him home, I decided that I would have to learn more about this "THE LOCUST" phenomenon if I was to ever avenge my wounded pet.