A Welcome Visit

The soft sodium light that edged its way through the blinds was a perfect metaphor for his life, thought Nigel. It was mercilessly unchanging, day after mind-numbing day.

The background susurration outside, unnoticed till now, became loud enough to get him out of bed. Huge bristling shapes ringed with lights were descending from the sky. Dazzling streaks lanced down on the cityscape, shattering buildings. A cacophony of sirens and human suffering began wailing into the night.

Nigel stared, electrified. It was a Goddamned. Alien. Invasion.

The hardest part about this apocalypse, he figured, would be pretending he wasn't excited.