#Spooktober2020 Day 2: Asylum

“Please, you have to help us! They’re coming!”

My screams made the humans encircling us flinch. Several projectile weapons rose, prodding me back toward the middle and our stolen space cruiser. They shrank away, glancing up at the red, boiling clouds above.

Clasping three-fingered hands together, I hit my knees in the green grass. “Please…” I sobbed. My family peeked out of the cruiser hatch.

The humans understood; they just would not give us asylum.

The threatening clouds parted. A ball of electricity shot downward, accompanied by an increasing roar. Straight for us.

Watching it approach, I whispered, “Oh, Maker…”


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#Spooktober2020 Day 1: Illusion

In the corner of my vision, the notification light on my phone blinked blue. Again. Again again again. Never when I looked right at it. Just in my peripheral.

Still, I picked the phone up. Swiped the screen open. No app notifications. No one to communicate with me. Not even a dumb automated political message.

Maybe I should text someone. Just to see a real notification light, break the illusion.

But who would reply? Who would care?

This was my life now. I had pushed everyone away. I slipped my phone into my pocket to hide the silence from myself.


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