"What?" I asked "They are here for you and they know our language." said Captain John Ryan. "Did they say why they wanted me?" I asked "No" He said. Contact the ship I want to know why they want me."
Has the Captain reached for the radio the roof of the base was ripped off. They decended down on us. They were human. Gun fire was going of everywhere. I was running around dazed trying to find an exit. As I was looking for one I see the Captan suspended in the air with a flagpole straight through his body. The American flag with the blood of its people all over it.
Why? I asked myself while standing there watching the bloodshed. Why so much death over me? What did they do to deserve this? I clutched my heart only to pull it back to see my blood.