I jumped over the fence. Bad idea. There were more of Them on that side. By Them, I mean the aliens that were chasing me. I grabbed my rifle and shot. The weird blobs parted. I shot a branch down, which activated my ship,
The Falcon, and I darted away. I flew trough the cosmos. Whew! ran to the engines. That had been close. Suddenly, another ship hit mine. "Them" are makeng my speeel rong. nd gram mer.
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