The Play Area

“How about you kids go play in room down the hall while I have a… talk with your mom.”

Clare stood up, fuming, and walked over to the alien, picked him up by the shirt and said, “I am not a little kid!”

“Sorry, but you look sleepy,” the alien said, as he put a sleeping pill in Clare’s mouth.

“ Oh fu…” Clare stared to say, but she drifted off. Yikes, I thought I knew what she was going to say. I picked Clare up and ran to the room the alien was talking about. I walked in. I guess the sleeping pill wore off because in that moment, she woke up.

“ Please let go,” she said.

“Sure,” I said as I placed her down on the orange carpet.

“Is this supposed to be fun?” Clare said.

“I guess.”

“Well it’s not.”

After that it was silent. I was wondering where mom was.

“Hey, do you remember me?” I asked Clare.

“Should I?”

‘ Yes.” I said about to cry.

“Just kidding, bro.” Clare said as she bumped me on the shoulder.

“We have to get out of here,” I said as the giant iron doors finally opened.

Ten aliens walked in the “play area”. Clare stood up and gestured me to stand up too. So I did.

“Oh, I am so scared,” one of the aliens said.

“Get them!” the head alien yelled.

One of the aliens charged me. They picked me up and threw me against the wall. My eyes felt heavy. I saw Clare take all of them out. She ran towards me.

“Stephan! Stephan!”

I passed out on the ground