She was too young, that was all she could think about. She thought about all the things that had wanted to do, to say, the things that she was now never going to be able to do. She thought about how the last thing that her mom was going hear from her was, "I'll go get the milk." That was it, no; I love you, not even a proper goodbye.
She thought about all this and more as she stared down the blue eye stalk of the creature in front of her. She was going to be killed by an oversized pepper shaker, not the way she had expected to go. She had always thought that she was just going to live a normal life, get a job, maybe find a job, have a family, and just die a normal death. Now she realized how wrong she had been.
"Exterminate!" the machine called out in a voice that made her blood run cold.
As the green ray shoot toward her, her only thought was, how she had left without even saying goodbye.