Prologue

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They're coming. Dark shapes form in the clouds. No escape. Small green orbs start to fill the sky. Thousands. They're coming. Taking my friends and family. Nervous. Panicking. End of the world. They're coming. Homes, destroyed. Buildings, crumbling. Schools, collapsing. The town I once knew, being destroyed, rights before my eyes. There here.



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