They are Coming..

The sky is red. There's thunder and enough lightning to blind u momentarily, every minute.
There's a acrid stench to the air, like someone's burnt something that they shouldn't have..
The tree are swinging so violently, seeing them breaking right out of the ground doesn't excercise your imagination much.

This is like a scene right out of a dream I had.

Aliens had descended upon Earth, and boy were they pissed off.
Apart from the unnerving weather conditions, there were buildings that were blown apart, people dead, spacecrafts (yes spacecrafts) flying around 'firing at will'.

And then its like I'm floating in space for a moment, and I look down to see the Earth surrounded by a Grid.
A neon-green, poisonous-looking, electrifying grid that looks like it won't hesitate to barbeque anything or anyone that tries to flee. Or enter.

I'm back again in my room, this time the wall that faces the beach, is no longer there..blown away..wires hang out from whats left of the other 2 adjoining walls.
There's also a man with me, but who he is, I don't know.
Theres opera music playing and it's the only thing I hear, like everything else has been muted.
We move ours chairs to the middle of the room and sit. I'm in a state of unnatural calm.
In front of me is the no-wall. I look up and see the grid. I see people dying. I see blasts.
But I don't hear any of it. Just the music.

I lean back into my chair and the man looks at me, quite shocked.
I clasp my hands together, and I think to myself -
'I told them so.'