Air France Flight 228 reappeared on the controller’s screen, having been missing two minutes. On board the jumbo jet, passengers headed from Paris to LaGuardia realized only that somehow something was different. An old lady finished a sentence that she had started and was puzzled to find her mouth dry from remaining open two minutes.

The controller debated reporting the anomaly but traffic was picking up; he decided to put the matter aside when Air France Flight 228 went off the screen again; this time two heavy jets coming in from Boston and LA were stacked and waiting to land. Unfortunately, they were close by 228 and their blips went black at the same time. As the screen began to empty, so did the seats around him in the tower. He started to cry out…and disappeared.

“Flaxis nur, Shasnit.”

“Deeeshemix. Grnoo, GRER, FLOY!”

Following the launch order, the first officer on the alien ship darkened the planet by blotting out the sun, and began the landing of the invasion pods. The oceans rose, volcanos spewed and rumbled, and oil rigs toppled were they stood. Fires ignited in forests and quickly spread. Humans around the planet not effected by the natural disasters were marked and vaporized. By nightfall, the invasion was complete. Signed this date by my hand, Frank Bowling, lighthouse keeper, Cape Cod. God have merc………