My right hand is so amazing that it can make any inanimate objects come to life. Crazy, right? Do you think I’m god? Nah, I'm just a freshman in college with all his problems. However, my brother sucks. He's a selfish prick who wants to see the world burn. Looks like I have to use my power to stop him. That must be really sucks. By the way, my name is Evan. I'm an alien from a planet called Xionezsoqiuvenoririrexunaxiantiqinoverizovadusuruxivurunzezex. Being an alien is also sucks.
With his hands on his hips, that night Carlos looked at the point of a bonfire on a hill that was quite a distance from the colony.
"You found something, Carlos?" Nelson asked as he approached the man.
Carlos snorted. "How dare they spend the night near this colony?"
"Well, if I were them. I'd run away as far as I could." Nelson smiled and adjusted his cowboy hat. "Or maybe they're still worried about the colony, so they're watching from afar?"
"Worry?" Carlos raised an eyebrow.
"About the arrival of the monster."
"I don't trust them." Carlos laughed a little bitterly. "We can't check it because we don't have binoculars. The only rifle with a scope has also been brought by them."