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"The Countdown"

The moment was nearly upon us, the end of what we figured to be one of the worst years in a while. I was at a party with a few close friends, beers in hand and mingling with completely random people who's decided to show up to help us celebrate. The house was nothing more than a single floor, which meant it couldn't house as many people. Some people didn't mind, however, as some of them had decided to gather together outside.
We made sure not to have our music blasting too loud, as to not disturb the neighbors. It was a celebration for us, but for anyone neighboring us, we didn't want the last day of this nightmare of a year to be terrible for anyone else. We all looked forward to the day that would follow, bringing a new year close behind. A new year with a brand new face, a new feel, new and beautiful everything, untouched by the evils of the world.
I looked down at my watch and turned to my friends, it was 11:58. We hurried to the television to see a countdown appear on the screen. We'd turned it on to the new years eve on Time Square, the ball was getting ready to drop. I told my friends to gather everyone, telling them the countdown for the last sixty seconds was about to begin.
People came flooding in through the front and back doors, finding seats and leaning against walls, whatever they needed to in order to get a good view of the television.
Finally, the last ten seconds were being counted down. Everyone on television counted, everyone in the room followed suit.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
The exact instance we hit one, the power went out and the room fell dark and silent, except for the few faint shrieks of some people jumping in surprise. My friend got up and went over to the fuse box to see what had happened. Nothing was out of the ordinary.
We went outside and looked around, up and down the streets. Completely dark. Not even a single streetlight shown the slightest hint of light. Through the faintest hints of moonlight, we saw other people leaving their houses, asking around what had happened. Nobody had an answer.
When we looked just beyond the street, in someone's back yard, there was a massive object sticking out of the ground. Was that a UFO?
We all gathered closer to examine the thing. A noise came from below the object. A platform was lowering with a bright beam of light behind it. As the platform continued to lower, a strange creature approached us. It appeared to be two people in space suits, except for the space suit being torn to shreds, and that their bodies appeared to be fused together at the head and the mid-section of their bodies. They were nearly completely covered in blood.
When their full body came into view, both mouths said in unison, a voice high pitched and a voice low pitch, said "Help Us."

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