Her Extraterrestrial

Her Extraterrestrial

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In the summer of 2029, a hovercraft was found over China. It stood there for about three days and when the hovercraft finally exposed it's occupants, there were three of them in total. Three aliens. Together, they drove the human race to extinction. Every night for years they went out and killed any human being they saw. They would even break into homes and mutilate the innocent families inside. Slowly, the world went silent. As the numbers on human life deteriorated rapidly, two of the aliens left earth. But only one remains. The Red Shadow. I've never personally seen the Red Shadow, but I have heard plenty of stories of his appearance. A foul, lizard like creature who roams the streets at night, tearing people apart and drinking their crimson blood. I shivered at the thought. I've never seen the monster in sight or in action, and God willing, I never do.
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