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We need to talk

Brenda screamed as a large gust of wind blew in past the glow into the kitchen.

“Get the kids outta here!” Tucker yelled as Brenda ducked, grabbed the kids and ran out of the kitchen into the living room.

Tucker grabbed a steak knife and held it in front of him. “What the hell are you?”

The glow slowly moved forward. It didn’t have a sound before but now a quiet ringing sound emanated from it. It started to grow louder and louder. It became so deafening that Tucker had to hold his hands to his ears as he saw all the glass in the room shatter. The glow kept moving forward as Tucker fell to his knees screaming from the pain of the ringing sound.

The ringing stopped and Tucker could open his eyes. He saw his reflection staring back at him from the glow. It was a shiny metal sphere. The glow started to fade as all Tucker could do was stare. The glow dissipated as the top of the sphere began to spin open like a screw.

Suddenly a spark flew from the sphere as it and Tucker disappeared.

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