The Aliens
Silently, I opened the package. It was midnight, and the
cardboard box had been given to me that morning. It didn’t say who it was from,
nor did I recognise the handwriting neatly written on the top. I ripped it
open.
It was a shining, slightly transparent cube, which looked
somewhat like a speaker, except with strange symbols roughly drawn all over it.
I, to my mistake, touched it. Suddenly, a loud beeping noise filled my ears.
Out the window, all I could see was a green mist-like smoke, rising from the
road.
Then, in the middle of the noise,
a blue figure appeared, and announced
“I have found them, master”.
Matthew
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