Humanity had always wanted to meet Aliens and had dreamed of making first contact with an intelligent species that was not from Earth, but from another planet. In 2032, all of this changed, when an Anthro alien race landed on Earth, for what Humans...
I backed away from the edge of the slope slowly, trying not to draw any attention.
How? How are there Anthros in the clearing!? How did they find us? How did this happen? If everyone else was already here... then that would mean- oh god...
I thought,starting to shake slightly. There was no doubt what had happened to my fellow peers and other survivors, judging from some of the Anthro's massive stomachs.
The others must have arrived here before me, only to immediately be caught. My mind thought, trying to process what was happening through the panic, until it suddenly dawned on me.
It was a trap. The Anthros had attacked our bunker and waited here for anyone that escaped. The only question that remained was how? How did they know where we were going?
I shivered, but this time it wasn't from the cold.
I wasn't sure if should be grateful that I was the last one to leave the bunker, and hadn't straight up fallen into the ambush, or if I would have simply preferred to be killed in the ambush. Looking around I could see several small craters, made by small explosions. Some of the Anthros were treating what looked like gunshot wounds.
There had clearly been a struggle, but the Anthros had won regardless.
Not to mention there were dozens of small, cramped cages stacked on top of each other. Compared to the Anthros, they were tiny. However, all of them definitely looked large enough to squeeze one or possibly two humans inside. Being careful not to make any loud noise or sudden movements in fear of being seen and caught, I slowly moved some of the leaves covering my face at bit more, so I could see better. Some of the Anthros that had been blocking my line of sight had moved, giving me clear vison into the area where the cages were.
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The cages were not a few, but dozens. All stacked together against the side of one of the concrete shelters which had been built long before the Anthro invasion. It was what was inside the cages, that made a cold feeling run through my body. All of the cages were packed with humans, all roughly squished in a small metal space offering no room to move. Let alone give any hopes to escape. Some of the people I recognized - friends or coworkers. People I had made memories with inside our old, but now destroyed bunker, but here they were with no hope of escape.
While I felt horrified, I couldn't help but feel some relief from this discovery.
They didn't kill everyone... The Anthros must have killed or eaten the people that resisted or had weapons, but the rest were spared... probably not for long though. I thought darkly, thinking of the horrible stories of what Anthros did to captured humans.
Not only had the Anthros treated the survivors that came before me as food, but also like insentient animals. Trapping them in cages, preparing them to be carried off to who knows where? I took one last look around the clearing. The Anthros were either relaxing, or idly chatting to each other. None of them appeared to be expecting one last human survivor, let alone one that was spying on them from the safety of the tree cover.
