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Mikkel and Mona were camping in the forest outside of their town. On the top of a hill they were sitting close together watching the stars. It felt good to get away from the stress of the city and spend the weekend up here, just the two of them.
After a while Mona got up on her feet.
-Where’ you going? Mikkel asked.
-I’m a bit cold, I’ll just run down to the tent and get a jacket.
Mikkel stayed enjoying the silence. He sat up abruptly. There was a bright light in the sky.
-A UFO! He laughed at the idea, he didn’t believe in those kinds of things. But the light got bigger. And bigger. He got up on his feet. It was moving straight towards hi…
Bang! It hit him hard. His leg was broken. His back hurt, too.
The UFO stopped nearby, hovering in the air. Two creatures came out. They were big, almost double his size. Inside the crystal bubbles on their head he could see huge fangs. Clawed tentacles were waving from their bodies. They came towards him. Slowly. Threatening.
Mikkel was unable to scream. He was shaking i terror, his eyes wide open. They made horrible sounds. He could feel the presence of evil.
Wikir and Dramgal were from a galaxy called X290. They were adventurers, and had found Earth in a book about the Milky Way. Centuries had gone by since anyone of their species had been here, this was way off the beaten track.
-Oh my slobrad! Wikir said in despair. -It’s hurt! What do we do? What have we done?
-Oh, this is horrible! That poor thing!
-We have to do something… I mean, we can’t just leave it here like this. It can’t even walk. Oh, Dramgal.. I think we’re going to have to…
-You mean… Kill it? Oh no, Wikir! No… It’s so cute!
-I know. But out here all alone with its leg broken… It won’t last long. It’s better this way.
-I guess you’re right. Oh, my… sniff… do it quick. I can’t watch.
Mikkel was lying on the ground watching the two monsters. They were frowning and growling, slime was pouring out of their hideous mouths. One of them them turned around. The other picked up a big rock. Mikkel’s lips were shaking.
-No, please, please don’t hurt me! he pledged, but he knew evil didn’t answer to pleading. The monster lifted the rock in a slow movement, slammed it to his head. The first hit hurt. A lot. The other monster hissed viciously (No, Wikir, it’s still alive! It’s suffering! You have to kill it fast!) The next punch he hardly felt. When the rock hit his head the third time he was already dead.
-I’m so sorry, Dramgal, Wikir said.
-I don’t want to talk about it… Dramgal’s voice was so sad. -Let’s just go see the fjords.
Mona came out of the forest. She saw Mikkel lying in a pool of blood.
-No… Mikkel… No… no no no! What the hell happened? She looked looked around, terrified, but there was no one there. Not a sound. Nothing. She fell to her knees, lent over him. Bottomless sadness could be heard in her sobbing far, far away.
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