I stared as my home was ransacked. The Strange Ones were destroying my house! The way they moved was slow and hypnotizing; when they spoke it caused panic in even the bravest of hearts. Here was a beastly creature that truly deserved its name. I watched blue-white fire coarse along the spine of my home, causing the outer sphere to collapse. Then I knew, the world was under invasion! Shock overcame me, I could not move! I stood helpless as a Strange One drifted up. It pointed its skeletal blue-fire rod at me slowly, prolonging the moment of dread, then pressed the button to kill. The world slowed down as the bludgeoning force of a thousand super-heated razors tore up my face, causing gashes that spidered across the melting skin.
Darkness ensued, screaming in the distance...Louder, louder, until...
I awoke in a cold sweat. I touched the scars on my face. The gashes had gone, but the smoke-markings were still there. This did not surprise me, for it was
Five years later.
The year 6200 was beginning.