Zhergh reviewed the parameters: Infiltrate in disembodied mode. Transfer consciousness into common object. Conduct reconnaisance. Exfiltrate.
His essence soared into the atmosphere, meeting resistance.The difference between a “proper” planet and one with so much oxygen about, he supposed.
His choice of a trash receptacle was inspired. The things were ubiquitous. Using astral force he transported it to a prime vantage point.
That vantage point was, unfortunately, the passing lane of Interstate 64. The semi struck Zhergh with tremendous force.
He lay on the grassy median… broken, dying and frozen in his
assumed form. “How embarassing!” were his final words.