One summer evening I was sitting by the open window, reading a good science fiction story. I was so(1)in the story that I was not (2 ) that it was getting dark. When I realized it was too (3 ) to read, I put the book (4 ) and got up. I was about to (5 ) the light when I heard someone cry out, “Help! Help!” The cry seemed to have some from the trees at the other end of the yard. I looked out but it was now too dark to see anything (6 ) . A few seconds later I heard the cry again. It (7 ) like that of a child. (8 ) what a child could be doing in our backyard at this hour, I decided that I ought to go out to the yard and have a look just (9 ) a child was (10 ) I rushed into the yard, only to see a bird flying out of the trees.