Last night was a weird one. I starts off on the top of a 6 or 7 story building with a large flat roof. I am there with 3-4 other men pacing around a group of about 15 other men who are all wearing handcuffs with their hands behind their backs. They are all on their knees and in a strait row shoulder to shoulder.
One of the "prisoners" starts getting upset, screaming and ranting about how there is no such thing as aliens, that we are all stupid. "There are no aliens, we shouldn't be here, just let us go!" he said. That's when another one stood up, broke his cuffs, and threw his shoulders back so far that his chest opened up and he literally transformed like a Decepticon into some kind of robotic alien. Two of my men tried to grab him, but not before a chamber in his chest opened up and dropped 2 dozen cell phones on the ground. Somehow I knew they were bombs so I dove off of the roof and landed on the ground on my back. Apparently no one else on the roof wanted to blow up either, so they kicked the bombs off of the roof, right on top of me. Already on my back, I did a backstroke and "swam" through the tall grass to some bushes and flipped over them to the other side. I heard the explosion, and saw the flames lick the top of the bush I was hiding behind. I stood up, and my men had secured the Transformer on the ground, but he had already turned back into a man. I walked up to him and started yelling, "Are you crazy? You trying to get us all killed?" I gave him a kick in the stomach and walked away from him. I jumped and flew back up the 7 stories to the roof where the rest of the prisoners were still being held. I walked up to the man who had been yelling before, "Still don't believe in aliens?" I said.
