They waited, they never came. Kylos was worried, what about his parents? What about his cat? What about his baby sister who had been born on his birthday? He couldn't wait anymore, his mom always said he'd have to protect them, he could never let her down, he loved his mom, his sister, and despite his dad being in another state, he loved him. He got up from under his desk.

He ran, ran in the direction of home, ran to his cat, his sister, his mom, ran until his lungs burned and his legs were tired. He stopped for breath, he looked up begging whatever God that his family was safe. But something was strange... There were spaceship looking things in the sky, but they weren't spaceships, spaceships go into space so that couldn't be right. Whatever, he didn't care. What he cared about was the anarchy and Armageddon going on around him, people were running and screaming, recording, crashing, fainting and crying. Strange. Aliens! Huh? Aliens? That's impossible, his mom told him they weren't real, and his mom was always right.

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So he ignored them. He made it home.. absolute chaos, his mom was still in there, so this had to be a dream, were his glasses malfunctioning? Whatever, what he needed to do was check on everyone.