I stared, astonished, jaw open wide, as everyone else up and ran over to the alien. "Oh yes. Great idea. Let's all run to the alien. Maybe it won't abduct us. Or eat us. Or kill us." I muttered from behind the wall, my voice dripping with sarcasm. I pulled out my pathetic flip-phone, and was about to punch in 911, but then I heard the voice, or whatever you'd call it, in my head.
I stood up, and walked forward, slowly. "I don't get it. What is this, War of the Worlds, or what? Little alien bugs are taking over people's brains and trying to conquer the world? Come on. Have you got lightsabers back there, too?" I was being just a little bit difficult at the moment. I was frustrated, confused, and totally out of place. I didn't like to refer to myself as a child really, but I knew that this was something for real adults to handle. Not a bunch of high-schoolers. "Shouldn't we call the cops?"