19-10-2003, 04:15
Sanoma Desert: 18:25: 89 miles North-East of Sanoma.
"Sir?"
"Yes?"
"Look," the Foxxinnian General was in a bunker in the Sanoma Desert with his squad for some "Team Building" because of a misshap when the Sect. of State came to inspect them.
The general took the private's binoculars and looked out to the desert.
"What am I looking at?"
"That!" the private aimed the binoculars toward a small stremlined aircraft with a yellowish-white light coming out of an opening with small creatures nearly 3ft. tall walking around staring though binoculars just looking for "stuff" apparently.
"Ha! They look like those Firby things." He looked at the private. His skin was melting off his body exposing muscle and bone.
"Ahh! Holy Crap!" He ran off torward the main area. "Someone contact the base! We got, ALIENS!"
"Sir?"
"Yes?"
"Look," the Foxxinnian General was in a bunker in the Sanoma Desert with his squad for some "Team Building" because of a misshap when the Sect. of State came to inspect them.
The general took the private's binoculars and looked out to the desert.
"What am I looking at?"
"That!" the private aimed the binoculars toward a small stremlined aircraft with a yellowish-white light coming out of an opening with small creatures nearly 3ft. tall walking around staring though binoculars just looking for "stuff" apparently.
"Ha! They look like those Firby things." He looked at the private. His skin was melting off his body exposing muscle and bone.
"Ahh! Holy Crap!" He ran off torward the main area. "Someone contact the base! We got, ALIENS!"