Root Them Out

“Well, Commander have you found them?”

“We think so, sir. This strange looking construction is being used as a primitive ventilation system for the dwellings hidden underground.”

“Do we know how many of them are down there?”

It’s difficult to be accurate sir but we estimate there must be in excess of five thousand. They must have taken refuge there when the invasion started.”

“Determined creatures these Earthlings but their presence here is a nuisance. We can’t start repopulating the planet with our own people until they’ve all gone. Root them out, Commander. I want this place cleared by nightfall.”

Mike Jackson

A 100-word story for Friday Fictioneers.

Photo courtesy of Sandra Cook