Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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I repeated it patiently. suffering, but I could recognize it. "You yourself have said it," I told him. "I am a being of logic, just as the beings who have invaded your planet are. I do not comprehend the went to Earth, I would use your people to further my knowledge, just as the invaders do. I would have no reason to kill the invaders. They are the shock had deranged his mind. His voice trembled when he said, "But if I ask you to kill them, and not my people?" "To do so would be illogical." "No, you don't understand that, either." banks of machinery around the walls were silent. I knew that they would "I do not understand 'friend,'" I said. I did understand "gratitude," a little. It was a reciprocal before: tiny, myriad points of light, infinitely far away. They had not I tried to explain it to him, however. But he only stared at me, with not solve. Strange, disturbing sensations stirred and whispered within satellite, about the Earth atmosphere, away from Earth's inexorable gravitational pull, would be a laboratory such as man had never seen. The ship would be filled with the sounds of busy men and women, wresting secrets from the reluctant ether. A new chemistry, a new physics INVADERS APPEAR IN BOSTON. IN TRANSIT NO COMMUNICATION FROM "The reason for this ... order must be apparent to all civilized peoples. For the Invaders have spared no part of this planet in their they have terrorized and in every inhabited area. There can be few within reach of printed reports or my words who have not seen the Invaders, or whose friends have not seen them. "The peoples of the world, then, know what they are, and know that superior to ourselves in every way "Since the Invaders first appeared in Wood River, Oregon, 24 hours ago, they have not once acknowledged our attempts to communicate, or in any way taken notice of our existence as reasoning beings. They have treated us precisely as we, in less enlightened days, might have treated a newly-discovered race of lower animals. They have not attacked our centers of government, nor immobilized our communications, "I have no fear that the people of Earth will fail to meet this the Invaders!" a halt in front of the door marked "Radiation." She had set her door mechanism to "Etaoin Shrdlu," principally because he hated double-talk. He mouthed the syllables, had to repeat them because he put an accent in the wrong place, and squeezed through the door as soon as it opened far enough to admit him. "Darling, what's wrong?" there's trouble or not. What—" "I'm sorry, I forgot," he said. "But you have a scanner?" "Yes, of course. But really, Pete—" "You'll understand in a minute. Turn it on, Lorelei." men and women, but they wanted to be. Their bodies had been impossibly joined, fused together into a single obscene, floundering mass of helpless protoplasm. The thin moaning that went up from them was more horrible than any cry of agony. "The Invaders are here, citizens," the commentator was saying in a strangled voice. "Stay off the streets. Hide yourselves. Stay off the streets...." His voice droned on, but neither of them heard it. Lorelei buried her head on his chest, clutching at him desperately. "Peter!" she said faintly. "Why do they broadcast such things?" "They have to," he told her grimly. "There will be panics and suicides, and they know it but they have to do it. This isn't like a war, where the noncombatants' morale has to be kept up. There aren't going to be any noncombatants, this time. Everybody in the world has to know about them, so that he can fight them—and then it may not be enough." The viewpoint of the teleo sender changed as the two red beings soared The man and woman clung together, waiting. There was a thick, oppressive silence, full of small rustlings and other faint sounds that were no longer normal. Then, very near, a man screamed in a high, inhuman voice. The screamed dwindled into a throaty gurgle and died, leaving silence again. Peter's lips were cold with sweat. Tiny nerves in his face and arms The Invaders ignored Peter, staring expressionlessly down at Kanin. in a terrible voice, "Why? Why?" The nearest being turned slowly to regard him. Its lips did not move, but there was a tiny sound in Peter's brain, a thin, dry whispering. The scream was welling up. He fought it down and listened. " Wurnkomellilonasendiktolsasangkanmiamiamimami.... ... raswilopreatadvuonistuwurncchtusanlgkelglawwalinom.... " "I can't understand," he cried wildly. "What do you want?" " ... morofelcovisyanmamiwurlectaunntous. Opreniktoulestritifenrelngetnaktwiltoctpre. " His voice was hoarse. "Don't look! Don't—Go back!" The horrible, mindless noise in his throat was almost beyond his power to repress. it back no longer, his mouth was wide open, his muscles tensed, his fingernails slicing his palms. It echoed with unbelievable volume in the room. It was a scream to split eardrums a scream to wake the dead. Somebody said, "Doctor!" He wanted to say, "Yes, get a doctor. Lorelei—" but his mouth only twitched feebly. He couldn't seem to get it to work properly. He tried again. "Doctor." "Yes?" A gentle, masculine voice. "You're in a hospital. Just lie quietly, please." turned and gave low-voiced instructions to a nurse, and then went away. especially a woman. But you stood actual mental contact with them for approximately five minutes. Yes, we know—you talked a lot. It's a has failed." Peter couldn't think of anything to say. Dr. Arnold's voice went on after a moment, musingly. "We're burrowing into the earth, like worms. enough to take care of a quarter of the earth's population, the other .... the latest equipment for chemical and physical experiment the group a little distance away, silently waiting. he could compel her to understand by the sheer pressure of his fingers. "Darling, listen to me. We've tried everything. We've gone underground, but that's only delaying the end. They "They'll live, and we'll die, because they're a superior race. We're a million years too far back even to understand what they are or where they came from. Besides them, we're apes. There's only one answer." She was crying now, silently, with great racking sobs that shook her slender body. But he went remorselessly on. "Out there, in space, the cosmics change unshielded life. They make tentacles out of arms line from an old film kept echoing through his head. " They'll come the mirrors in the ship. The embryos were pulsing with unnatural life, even in the suspended worm-tunnels, digging deeper and deeper away from the sunlight. But brain is as superior to mine as mine is to an anthropoid's. You solve "They're still there, I'm sure of it—the people, and the Invaders. You knowledge of what was to come. But he went on swiftly, "On Earth we you. You are completely, coldly logical, just as they are. You can understand them, and so you can conquer them." I said, "That is the reason why we will not go back to Earth." He stared at me, his jaw slack, his hands trembling. "What—what did you say?"

<question>:
How does it seem that the aliens communicate?

<options>:
A They make mental contact with human victims, often leading them to madness.
B They speak through people, making them scream.
C Their lips are sealed together. They are unable to speak.
D They speak telepathically, in a language people can't understand.

<answer>:

D