She, the woman, came to the house. The house that creeks and squeals like a frightened child. She was a hunter, one of the few who survived the Collision.
The Collision was a time when the Angels came to play with human kind. Angels were alien creatures that traveled from universe to universe looking for naughty planets to punish. The Angels felt that they had a duty to their world and many of the other worlds to rid of pollution and greed and every feeling or emotion. They came across Earth, a little planet on the verge of destruction, but at least we tried to make it better, or should I say "they". Earth was too far gone they said. Malverious, the leader of their expedition, and my Father, appeared on every electronic device in the world. He calming spoke of peace and how wonderful it was to finally meet everyone. And the only way for the Earth to prosper was to be rid of the human vermin below. The Collision was terrifying. Death and deceit awaited every corner. Fires blazed in the