A/N: I don't own Signs, unfortunately, cuz I would really like to, but
Shyamalan does.
Graham, Merrill, Bo and Morgan sat on the coach, which lay in front of a room, shattered with glass and wood. A broken baseball bat and drenched sharp pieces of glass surrounded an alien, dead with blood covering its face. They stared at it, speechless, eyes filled with terror; bodies exhausted with fear, unsure what to do with the green body that lay on their living room floor. Dead silence echoed against the fearful air that filled the room. Bo brushed up against her father and hugged him. He looked down at her and kissed the top of her head. After a long pause of silence, Merrill stood up.
"I'll get a garbage bag and get rid of. this.thing" he said and walked into the kitchen.
"Daddy?" asked Bo, with a hint of anxiety in her voice. She looked into her father's eyes as he lifted up his daughter and put her on his lap.
"Yes sweetheart?" he replied as he watched the expression on his daughters voice turn from emotionless to panic.
"Is it over?" Her voice seemed to tremble. Graham smiled and replied in a quiet, comforting voice; "Yes Bo, everything's ok now, there's nothing to worry about." Bo gave a small smile that glowed and hugged her father. Merrill walked back in and picked at the alien, trying to get it in the bag without having to touch it too much.
"Kids, lets go get something to eat." Said Graham as he picked up Bo and walked into the kitchen. Before he entered, though, he turned around and looked at Merrill, who seemed very uncomfortable with touching the dead green body.
"Merrill" Graham started, "It's not gonna wake up and grab you, just put it in the bag!" Merrill smiled uncomfortably and went back to picking at the alien.
"Can I have a sandwich?" asked Morgan as he searched the fridge. Graham put down Bo and replied, "Sure, you want one too Bo?" Bo nodded. "Good, then I'll have one too"
Meanwhile Merrill was still trying to get the alien in the bag. When he finally got half the body in the bag, he threw the rest of the bag on top off it and tried to tie it up. As he made the final knot, the aliens arm flew out of the side of the knot, as a result of Merrill's confusing way of putting it in the bag without touching it. Merrill jumped at this event, and then realized it was still dead. He picked up the bag and threw it out the door, aiming toward the trash can. He was about to close the door, but then paused. His heart filled with fear as the air was filled with a faint, familiar sound. "Guys!" he yelled, "Guys, come quick!" Graham, Morgan and Bo ran to his side.
"What is-" Morgan started, but Merrill shushed him. They all paused as their heads turned toward the basement. Graham walked slowly toward the noise, his eyes widening as he came closer to the noise coming from the basement. There laid on the floor the baby monitor, hissing and making noises which sounded like an alien voices.
Graham, Merrill, Bo and Morgan sat on the coach, which lay in front of a room, shattered with glass and wood. A broken baseball bat and drenched sharp pieces of glass surrounded an alien, dead with blood covering its face. They stared at it, speechless, eyes filled with terror; bodies exhausted with fear, unsure what to do with the green body that lay on their living room floor. Dead silence echoed against the fearful air that filled the room. Bo brushed up against her father and hugged him. He looked down at her and kissed the top of her head. After a long pause of silence, Merrill stood up.
"I'll get a garbage bag and get rid of. this.thing" he said and walked into the kitchen.
"Daddy?" asked Bo, with a hint of anxiety in her voice. She looked into her father's eyes as he lifted up his daughter and put her on his lap.
"Yes sweetheart?" he replied as he watched the expression on his daughters voice turn from emotionless to panic.
"Is it over?" Her voice seemed to tremble. Graham smiled and replied in a quiet, comforting voice; "Yes Bo, everything's ok now, there's nothing to worry about." Bo gave a small smile that glowed and hugged her father. Merrill walked back in and picked at the alien, trying to get it in the bag without having to touch it too much.
"Kids, lets go get something to eat." Said Graham as he picked up Bo and walked into the kitchen. Before he entered, though, he turned around and looked at Merrill, who seemed very uncomfortable with touching the dead green body.
"Merrill" Graham started, "It's not gonna wake up and grab you, just put it in the bag!" Merrill smiled uncomfortably and went back to picking at the alien.
"Can I have a sandwich?" asked Morgan as he searched the fridge. Graham put down Bo and replied, "Sure, you want one too Bo?" Bo nodded. "Good, then I'll have one too"
Meanwhile Merrill was still trying to get the alien in the bag. When he finally got half the body in the bag, he threw the rest of the bag on top off it and tried to tie it up. As he made the final knot, the aliens arm flew out of the side of the knot, as a result of Merrill's confusing way of putting it in the bag without touching it. Merrill jumped at this event, and then realized it was still dead. He picked up the bag and threw it out the door, aiming toward the trash can. He was about to close the door, but then paused. His heart filled with fear as the air was filled with a faint, familiar sound. "Guys!" he yelled, "Guys, come quick!" Graham, Morgan and Bo ran to his side.
"What is-" Morgan started, but Merrill shushed him. They all paused as their heads turned toward the basement. Graham walked slowly toward the noise, his eyes widening as he came closer to the noise coming from the basement. There laid on the floor the baby monitor, hissing and making noises which sounded like an alien voices.