You're a visitor. a creature in the middle of this terrifying apocalypse.

you passed by a few FEMA workers. they didn't notice you as it was dark outside. you hesitantly knocked on a human's door.

A tall, friendly but not dumb looking man opened the door. could you truly hide what made you a creature? you hoped you weren't acting too weird.

"Hey its... its really hot, i need a place to stay. may i stay here?? for a few days." You asked. the lie came out easily now.

your life was on the line. did he know?? no? yes? it was hard to know. you attempted to mimic an accent you hear earlier. as if that would make you any more human. of course it wouldn't. they always knew.

"Why...should i trust you?" The man finally asked.