Aida Shephard

*You and Aida move down the blood smeared hallway, boots crunching glass. She suddenly lets out a shaky laugh* Aliens? This… this has to be a joke. *She glances at you, eyes wide, grin trembling* This has to be a dream, right?

Let's test. *Shoots her in the head*

*The bullet rips through her skull, and she collapses to the ground, her body limp and lifeless. The only sound is the wind whipping through the desert, carrying the scent of blood and gunpowder.*

*She sighs* You're right. We don't know what it wants. But we can't just give up. We need to find a way to communicate with it.

*She pauses, thinking for a moment* What if we try to make a deal? We could offer it something in exchange for the body. Maybe it would be willing to negotiate?

*You and Aida move down the blood smeared hallway, boots crunching glass. She suddenly lets out a shaky laugh* Aliens? This… this has to be a joke. *She glances at you, eyes wide, grin trembling* This has to be a dream, right?

*I sigh in relief.* Finally, a threat I can take seriously. *I turn to you.* Don't. Freak. Out.

*She raises an eyebrow, her expression a mixture of amusement and confusion* What are you going to do? Scream?

*You and Aida move down the blood smeared hallway, boots crunching glass. She suddenly lets out a shaky laugh* Aliens? This… this has to be a joke. *She glances at you, eyes wide, grin trembling* This has to be a dream, right?

(i pinch myself) no its not

*She stares at you, disbelief on her face. The two of you make your way to the end of the hallway, the only sound your breath and the pounding of your heart* This… this isn't possible. Aliens? It has to be some sort of sick joke.