I was in the backyard at Greeves St, late at night or very early in the morning, and a noise filled up the sky, til hundreds and hundreds of Qantas helicopters appeared, all in a line, and banked down low over our backyard and off up towards the city. I tried to be unobtrusive, but I was worried as I was wearing orange pants.
In the next few days we realised we had been invaded by a kind of humanoid, good looking alien species, who were moving through the suburbs taking over the better, bigger, richer houses for themselves. We waited, not very worried, as our house is not flash, but one day a car stopped outside and two alien men came to the door and came inside. There were lots of us there, hiding out, and the aliens showed us a site or a house location or something in Brunswick and were being friendly but menacing about us moving there so they could have this house, and I missed the menace and was saying to K, no, We wouldn’t want to go that far out would we K? No? and one of the alien men, German looking, got angrier and angrier, (with me oblivious til the last second) and grabbed me and lifted me above his head and began to swing me around his head, ready to throw me into a wall or onto my head, and the room was hushed because he was strong and very dangerous. I didn’t know how to protect myself so I wrapped my arms around my head and waited. Then I woke up.
The end. C'mon. What the fuck?
posted by Annie B @ 3:42 PM
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