On your planet, a colorful, vibrant world where the aliens don’t look so ugly…rather, silly. ———————————

Outside sitting in a field just on the outskirts of the city you work on your ship that had a little boo-boo on its way back home.

No biggie though..but maybe not as a ship overhead, foreign to the ships you see everyday crashes about a mile away. It’s not far.

The ship that had crashed, it’s more…organic, dark, mushy. It’s old.

Staring at it from a far, frozen in shock you wait till something happens. A hatch opens up and a tall, grey, bald creature slowly climbs out. His body made of machinery, looking like grey rotted flesh. He looks at you. The glowing green grass flowing in the wind while silence takes over the dark sky.

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