The young neematoads sat round the sludgepot at the bottom of the marsh telling scary stories.
"Ever hear about humans?" asked one.
"There's no such thing," said another.
"Sure there is. They live up in the sky, and they're all different pastel colours, and they form relationships and learn more about themselves through the day to day difficulties of their lives."
"I'm scared," said a little Neematoad.
"Let's go and catch one," said another Neematoad.
So they swam up and up and up and bobbed their heads out of the swamp for the first time (the older Neematoads had warned them against it).
"A human! A human!" whispered the little one. Spoiler: It was Doug!
"Shhh..." whispered the first Neematoad, and crept to the edge of the swamp.
Doug looked up in shock, and then the Neematoad ate him.
"Yay!" shouted all the Neematoads. Then they went home.