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now is not the time for investigating unearthly glowing lights. in fact, you're more behind than ever because you slowed down to look at the glowyness. you speed up and pass the lights, but not five seconds pass before your car dies. it just ceases to run and drifts to a stop in the middle of the road. you try to restart it but nothing happens. you get out of your car to see if you can flag someone down to help you, but the road is deserted. heh... good call on the whole taking the side street to work. you definitely avoided rush hour.
and then you notice that the glowy light keeps getting brighter.
because it's coming towards you.
you start running in the opposite direction, as fast as you can which, let's face it, isn't very fast and "the glow" easily overtakes you.
shoot.
you freeze as you see that "the glow" is a huge, toxic, toothy, viscous, alien thing. and it's probably radioactive. hence the glowishness.
you try and think of all the things you've learned from alien movies through the years... but you don't have a cute kid with you.
or a misunderstood physicist.
or will smith.
or the force.
and frankly, you'd settle for the kid from "the last starfighter" right about now.
you realize that there's no way you're going to be able to fight this thing, so you do the next best thing. you point at it and say, "phone home!"
it stares at you, dims every so slightly.
and then zaps you with it's alien weapon thing.

because you are no 11 year old henry thomas.

THE END