Tora sat up in her bed, startled by the rustling sounds outside. She had never been quick to fall asleep, but tonight it was especially hard. She just had this, this feeling that something was about to happen. It scared her.
Across the street, Beatriz was having the same problem.
Then, all of a sudden, the two girls heard a great big whoosh as a giant ship landed in the lot where their neihbors' house once stood.
Beatriz and Tora met outside with the same bewildered expressions on their face.
"Do you know what's going on?" Beatriz screamed over the still quite noisy engines of the ship that had just landed.
"I was gonna ask the same to you!" Tora roared. As the ship quieted down, the two friends decided to take a couple steps closer to it.
"Do you think someone's inside?" Bea asked nervously.
"Bea, if there weren't someone inside, what would be the point of a ship?" Tora retorted with a questioning look. The ship's hatch made a noise like it was unsealing itself. Beatriz quickly grabbed a large, lead pipe leftover from the house that deteriorated decades ago.
Suddenly, the hatch opened and the dark street was... Still pretty dark, actually. Then, someone in a long, tan coat and someone in a dark blue parka were revealed. Both had guns (one substantially smaller than the other) and were bickering. They clearly had not realized the hatch was open and, so as not to be rude, Tora and Beatriz just stood there exchanging glances. Then, in a rather sudden manner, the one in the tan coat turned toward the girls and aimed his gun.
"Now, who would like to be knocked out first?"