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Planet Kill
Chapter 17 — Choices
An alien invasion has affected different people in different ways. Still, one thing has been constant — nobody is safe! And it doesn’t matter if it’s summer or winter.
The temperature dropped as the day wore on.
Zoe rubbed her hands, said, “It’s getting dark.”
“Cold, too,” Beatrice responded. “I don’t suppose you have any matches.”
“Are you kidding? I only have a glow stick in case we get desperate.”
Beatrice absently drew on the dirty floor. “We’d probably burn the place down.”
Zoe started nodding but was interrupted by “Help” coming from across the room.
Straining against his wire bindings, the alien groaned, “Help me!”
Both ladies rushed across the room to check on their prisoner.
The alien’s purple eyes had lost their luster. “Please, help me,” he begged.
“You can talk?” Beatrice shrieked.
“Please, release me,” the alien pleaded.
Zoe said, “Bea, keep us covered,” as she slowly approached the prisoner. “Let’s hear you talk again, Space-Boy.”
“I beg of you. Release the bonds. To show my gratitude, I shall do all I can to help you.”
