Our arguments became one-sided after the aliens crash-landed in Manhattan. "It was an accident," Colette says. "A tragic mistake. They didn't mean to hurt anyone." She prattles on and on like this. I sulk. There may be 7 billion people on Earth, but our planet is mostly uninhabited, full of vast empty spaces, even if you only count the landmass. So the odds of those octopus-looking bastards crashing in one of the most densely populated cities in the world are, what - some fraction of a per cent? A dark cosmic joke, except that there are 20,000 dead people buried under the rubble, and their families aren't laughing.
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