WHERE ARE WE?

 

WHERE ARE WE?

The alien commander watched Fredo and Shoda’s keyboard skills on the monitor. ‘They’re too bright – more trouble than they’re worth. We’ll catch some four-legs for food instead.’ He flicked a switch.

Fredo gasped. ‘I think it’s working! Hold tight, everyone!’

They clumped together in a nervous group, there was a brief sensation of weightlessness, and a moment later they landed in a ruined building. Slowly they picked themselves up, looking skywards, but the aliens had gone.

‘Everyone here?’ inquired a tremulous voice.

‘Where is here?’ someone replied.

‘It’s Earth,’ said Shoda, ‘with no aliens and no guards. That’s a good start.’

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Here, by popular request, is the third part of my alien story. You can find the first two in my blog archive on the right of this page. Thanks to J Hardy Carroll for the photo prompt, and to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers. To read other interpretations of the prompt, follow the frog link from her blog   https://rochellewisoff.com/