Meanwhile in the human world three men sat in a small darkened room. The first man was wearing a basic dark green army camouflage uniform known only as "Lieutenant", next to him was an older man dressed in a full generals uniform. Medals adorned most of his midriff. Finally there was the scientist, a man smartly dressed in black business trousers and a plain white shirt. He had been following the situation since the very beginning and was trying to explain everything to the General, but this situation was so unreal it was almost impossible to comprehend.
"Ok, just try and take me through everything from the beginning" asked the General.
Here we go again thought the scientist. "We have been getting reports over the last two weeks about something very bizarre that has been happening to people's televisions. Reports indicate that tvs are being completely overridden and being replaced with some kind of image of what appears to be some other world or another dimension. And this happens no matter what people are watching, whether or not their television is on or off or even if it's not plugged in. They keep getting pictures of furry creatures from another world.
The General just sat there with a wide eyed expression on his face, no matter how many time he heard this story. The General had seen a lot of things in his time but nothing could compare to this.
"There's more General" the scientist continued, "it seems like this changeover only occurs when there are children in the room. So far this anomaly has not occurred with any adults are present, only with children. It's like they are being targeted".
The Lieutenant had heard it all many times before and though he was still shocked by the whole situation he now had enough clarity of thought to ask more about it. "Are these televisions still affected by whatever this is?" he asked.
"No" the Scientist said, "from what we can gather it only affects on tv at a time, but its not just about the images. It's much worse than that. Any tv affected means that people can actually climb in between the two worlds!"
"What?!" the General exclaimed. "How do we know that?"
The Scientist brought up an image on his phone, it was a picture of a little boy holding a rabbit. "The parents said that this rabbit jumped through their tv and onto their floor. Other parents have said they have caught their kids trying to climb into their tvs before they are pulled out" Thankfully nobody has been lost yet but if this continues it's not going to stay that way forever.
"What exactly do people see on the other side, what are we dealing with here?" the General asked.
The Scientist continued, "at first we were seeing these tall colourful creatures just gazing straight at the screen, not doing anything just looking. Then they must have installed more screens in different locations outside of their house so they can spy on us individually".
"Any idea why they are targeting children?" the Lieutenant asked.
"Unfortunately I think I do" sighed the Scientist. He brought up another image on his phone. "We caught this in the background of one the images." He showed them the sun baby.
"What the fuck is that!?" the General asked.
"It's a picture of a baby in a sun, they must draw their power or energy by harvesting children. And now they've targeted human children. They're trying to lure our children in so they can use them as a source of fuel".
It felt like the oxygen was sucked out of the room.
After what seemed like an eternity the General spoke "how do we stop these monsters?"
The Scientist admitted "I don't know. We can't just send in a bomb, the blast would affect people at our end and any men we send in could just be going on a suicide mission so we can't send anyone in there"
The Lieutenant breathed a quiet but significant sigh of relief.
The General thought for a moment and said "we have another option. How is the T-800 coming along?"
"Well the prototype is nearly finished but do you mean..."
"Yes. We are going to launch project Terminator"
In Teletubbyland things were even better now that they had installed tvs in different parts of fields outside so each tubby could watch it whenever they wished. Tinky Winky had just finished watching more people playing and had walked away for a second but hadn't realised that the tv had been left on.
The terminator had entered their realm, armed with a shotgun strapped to his back, they were lucky on two counts. Firstly the next family that had been affected had contacted the authorities quickly and secondly they had a very large flat screen that the terminator could make it through. It had been programmed with two objectives.
1. Use whatever means necessary to get the teletubbies to explain their plan
2. As soon as they have done so or if they will not cooperate, terminate them.
Tinky Winky turned around and saw a man dressed from head to toe in black clothes walking toward him.
"He must have come though the tele" he thought. "I can't wait to greet him!"
Tinky Winky greeted him the only way he knew how. "Eh-Oh" he shouted "my name is Tinky Winky what's yours?"
"Why are you trying to invade our world?"
Tinky Winky was confused, "invade" was not a word that was in the teletubby vocabulary.
Terminator was not getting any answers, it was time to inflict pain to try and get it out of him. Terminator picked Tinky Winky by the throat in one hand and with the other he reached back and punched him right in the chest. The thick metal endoskeleton made light work of breaking every bone in the soft furry chest of Tinky Winky. The teletubby was thrown to the ground and he just lay there in complete shock at having every bone in his chest shattered along with the massive internal bleeding that went with it. Tinky Winky had never experienced pain before, and this was quite an introduction to it.
"Are you trying to kidnap our children? What do you plan on doing with them?" the terminator probed.
Tinky Winky was in far too much shock to be able to comprehend anything that the terminator was saying let alone be able to respond to it. The terminator couldn't understand that though, all he knew was that he wasn't getting an answer so it was time for some more. The terminator pulled the shotgun from behind his back and pointed it directly at Tinky Winky's left knee, it was so close the barrel of the gun was touching his fur.
BOOM!
Tinky Winky's knee exploded. Blood spattered in all directions. A once furry knee had now become a scene of broken bones and ligaments ripped in half. The soft green grass underneath had now been stained and turned a dark shade of red. More and more grass was being covered in blood as it poured almost endlessly from what was left of a purple leg. Tinky Winky thought he had reached the limit of how much pain anyone could be under after being punched in the chest. He was wrong. He didn't even have the energy to scream anymore.
The terminator examined the carnage, the lower and upper leg were only being held together by a few nerves and the terminator reached down for the lower leg and pulled. It was now completely separated from the rest of the body. The terminator held the purple furry left foot in his hand, took one step forward and dangled the foot right in front of Tinky Winky's eyes. Blood was still pouring from it and the terminator tilted the foot slightly so that the blood was pouring directly into Tinky Winky's mouth. He kept this up until the mouth had been entirely filled with his own blood.
"Now, perhaps you will be more cooperative. Tell me the precise details of your scheme"
Obviously there was no possible way he could answer. The T-800 was only a prototype and there were still some bugs that needed to be worked from the system.
After it became clear there would be no response the terminator decided there could only be one option from here: termination. He picked up the shotgun and pointed it at Tinky Winky's temple.
"Hasta la Vista Tinky Winky"
Tinky Winky didn't understand what that meant, nor did he understand anything that was really going on but had thought that it wasn't going to end well for him.
That thought was the second last thing to go through Tinky Winky's brain.