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Gerard Today I woke up with chicken and me time to wake up early always puts me in a bad mood.
And I thought my day could not get worse, and there, lying on that lonely highway, full of abandoned cars and dust, with a French mercenary who was worse than my mother with the horrors aching shoulder and an alien invasion to dominate the Earth. Gerard said
back, and I said that Madrid would even be on one leg, he has put cock and we started screaming there in the middle of nowhere more absolute.

And what would you say occurred while Gerard and I were discussing as loud, making the crystals of gas masks is slightly tarnished?
Well, something happened right in the middle of the two, like a balloon, out of focus for the short distance that separated him from my eyes, a gray balloon has gone on behind us and look at us confused silence.

Nobody had to explain that this sort of hissing zeppelin, flying fans just like when a balloon and let it go without tying was one of the Martians.
At the time I found almost an insult.
Years of conspiracy theories, little green men, Roswell, and the fucking War of the Worlds to discover that we have invaded a balloon race brownish gray.

We have not pursued the opposite. We ran in the direction of the creature that seemed to come for a few minutes when my asthma because I thought my heart would go through the mouth. I kept running until nearly colliding with Gerard, and see what he saw.
A huge pylons that were attached to hundreds of such things as strange slugs that crawl by black branches.
The words written by my friend Alicia was the first thing that crossed my mind and I said to Gerard but he did not seem to understand.
Those things were filled with hydrogen. Undoubtedly
the first spark, everything would go to hell.

I looked without understanding, without knowing why these strange creatures were to electricity (something that may lead them to explode) and clung to the wires in a viscous and slow until the voice of Gerard gave me the solution as in a dream shattering in one sentence and irrefutable.

"eating."

Electricity.
certainly has to be it.
sounds crazy, but only on this planet since (and after much thought) I have concluded that the real problem with these bugs is combustion, which does not exist in space due to the absence of oxygen.
So it is not unreasonable to think that, despite being filled with hydrogen feed on electricity. We
sat down to watch him without knowing quite what to do. Not know.
In four hours we have been exploiting two. But others continue as if nothing pass.

One of them has broken a wire to bust that has been sizzling on the floor like a snake, until they have pounced on him like vultures of documentaries, pinning him against the ground, like a living being, forming a moving mass on earth that grew and grew.
Now I understand the power cuts