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Rated: E · Fiction · None · #2345684

Self explanatory.

Wait! What!
I didn't care how the aliens had gotten into my bedroom. I didn't care how they had entered undetected into our atmosphere. I cared that this world was getting tossed around like a drug search in a gangster's house. The government had come up with a new disease yesterday and everyone was mandated to be tested. I knew it was a ploy to test for alien blood. What did they expect to find? Little organism with pointy heads and big eyes?
Three days ago, an alien craft landed in Detroit, Michigan. I mean just landed, like they had a parking permit. Not even an attempt to hide. Nothing like this group in my bedroom, who no one knew was here except me. There are six of them. Not green. Not big eyed or pointy headed. The ones who emerged from the Detroit craft were described as green, big eyed and pointy headed. They ran in sequence into a mall and disappeared. The mall was crowded, being Christmas time and the aliens had morphed into human form and blended in with the shoppers. So, this new disease had cops knocking on doors. It had the National Guard out in force. Everyone had to have their I.D. ready and be prepared for their blood to be drawn and tested. They were currently in my neighborhood.
My small group looked from one to another. One nodded. One shrugged. They all stood between 4 and 5 feet tall. Telepathic communication. Then one opened his mouth to speak. I held up my hand to indicate wait as I grabbed my smart phone. I scrolled through to my alien translator app and nodded. I tapped the app as the alien began to speak. The translator was a bit behind, speaking with the James Bond accent I'd chosen.
"They are a few doors away," said the translator as the alien spoke his alien words.
"They will knock on your door soon."
I nodded again.
"Then let's get the hell out of here," I said, in my alien tongue.
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