Invasion

His walkie-talkie buzzed again. "Jack, you hear that? Sounded like something moving out by the old warehouse," came the voice of another guard, Rick.Jack tensed and scanned the area with his torch. "Probably just the wind, Rick. Or maybe it's one of your brain cells trying to escape.""Har har. Just keep your eyes open. Last thing we need is an actual incident.""Roger that," Jack replied, his grip on the torch tightening. He felt a chill run down his spine as he approached the warehouse. The structure loomed in the darkness, a relic of a bygone era, its windows shattered and its walls covered in creeping vines."Anyone there?" Jack called out, more to reassure himself than anything else. The only response was the echo of his own voice.He took a deep breath and stepped inside, the torch casting long, eerie shadows on the walls. Every creak of the floorboards under his feet made his heart race."Hey Jack," Mason's voice came through the walkie-talkie again, "if you get abducted, make sure to ask for a raise before they take you.""Yeah, yeah, Sarge. I'll be sure to negotiate," Jack replied, his voice steady despite the fear gnawing at him.As he moved deeper into the warehouse, he noticed something unusual. A faint, greenish glow emanating from one of the corners. His pulse quickened, and he approached cautiously, his torch shaking slightly."Guys, I think I found something," Jack whispered into the walkie-talkie. "There's a weird light coming from inside the warehouse.""Probably just a prank," Mike said dismissively. "Or maybe it's your guardian angel.""Well, let's hope it's a friendly one," Jack muttered as he edged closer. Read more