They walked briskly and tirelessly. Sometimes three or more abreast. Most carried food or other materials, making their way with single minded purpose. As they moved along, an equal number moved in the opposite direction. It was an endless chain. The whole operation was so systematic and precise. Everyone knew exactly what to do. There were no words spoken. There was no need.
All of a sudden, a large object came crashing down on the lines as they moved along. The object crushed several hundred of the workers, killing many and maiming several more. And as swiftly as the object came down, it took off.
The dead were quickly surrounded by the workers, who carried the bodies away. Others attended to the wounded, helping them walk to their home, where they were tended to. As all this took place, there was a little confusion. But soon, everyone went about their business once again. It was as if nothing had happened. The ants were streaming briskly and tirelessly, carrying food and building materials to their destination.
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