sometime in 2000 . . .
alien attack
a group of aliens was staging an invasion of earth. I learned of the invasion from a report on television, which showed a huge group of people all dressed in white on a beach. they were some sort of organization that had somehow invited or summoned the aliens. from a high aerial view, a round stereotypical dark grey flying saucer floated in from the ocean. it emitted a straight beam of fire that dug a smoking trench as it ran along the sand, the ship swaying from side to side. the summoners were running around frantically; many had been hit by the beam and reduced to pink and white pieces on the ground.
I learned of a man who could somehow help save humanity. he was locked in a small cabin in the woods, and I was assigned to go and get him. I went with someone else to release him from the cabin, which turned out to be some kind of jail. the simple latch on the door did not even seem to be locked, so we went in to talk to him. he was black, and a very friendly person. he seemed puzzled that he was the one called to lead the armies of earth.
later, I was up in a skyscraper overlooking the lake that sat in the center of our small town. the lake had two islands, and I noticed a truck on one of them, trying to drive up onto a barge but having trouble. I watched the scene out a large rectangular window. I could sense a lot of tension in the air, but I felt calm. there was not yet any other news about the aliens.
outside on the street, a short oriental guy about my age walked past me, smiling. at that moment, I learned a lot about the situation. the smiling guy had given the aliens some sort of advantage, so they would now be able to eliminate all humanity unchallenged. a baby had just been born, and that was somehow related to the saboteur. I saw the shocked reactions of the doctors and others in the room wherever the birth had taken place.
in a final scene, I was waiting on the shore of the lake with my family and a few other people. virtually all of the people in the world were now dead. two large black futuristic military hovercrafts circled on the water; they would serve as our final futile defense. I looked at various people, all of whom were simply waiting to die. my parents were about to say something to me, but seemed to reconsider, and just smiled.
I was still perfectly calm about the situation. I didn't feel any emotional reaction to anything that was happening, and was not afraid of nor looking forward to my imminent death.
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