He Came From Outer Space

Hello

If you would have asked Josh if he believed in aliens he would have told you, "Yes. It's stupid to think that we're the only living organisms in the whole universe." And that was true, he really did think that. Now, if you would have told him that there would be one rummaging around in his kitchen at 4am on a Friday he would have looked at you like you were crazy.

Unfortunately for Josh however, he had indeed been woken up to strange noises coming from his kitchen at an odd hour of the night (morning?). He assumed it was that pesky mouse that he couldn't seem to get rid of no matter what he tried and rolled over onto his side and tried falling back asleep; He'd deal with it in the morning. But that wasn't the case. Loud banging that sounded a little bit too much like pots falling out of a cupboard had him shooting up and out of his bed in a heartbeat.

Someone was in his house.

He slowly made his was towards his bedroom door, grabbing his metal bat that he kept by his bedside in case anything like this ever happened and slowly turned the handle. He froze when the doorframe creaked and the noises from the kitchen stopped briefly. When they started again he let out the breath he had been holding and started moving again. He couldn't see much of anything moving down his dark hallway, but the light was on in the kitchen and he could see the shadows dancing across the living room floor from whoever was in there.

That's when it hit him. What the hell did he plan on doing? sneaking up on the intruder and hitting them over the head with his bat? what if they were bigger than him and saw him coming? What if they had a gun? They were being awfully loud after all, so it didn't seem like they were all to concerned about being caught. Josh thought it over carefully for a moment before he decided he was too tired to care. So he crept forward until the intruder was in his line of vision.

Oh boy did he get the scare of his fucking life.

The first thing he noticed was that the person was ass naked and very thin. The second thing he noticed was that he was completely bald and his skin was pale, but had a bluish-green tinge to it. And the third? Was him letting out a scream of absolute terror when the intruder turned around to reveal that they had big glassy black almond shaped eyes.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" The creature's eyes grew even bigger when it realized it'd been spotted; it too letting out a cry of surprise. Josh backed up until his lower back was hitting the dinning room table, the creature did the same into the corner. "What are you and why the hell are you in my house?!" Josh demanded.

It opened it's mouth as if it was trying to respond to his question, but nothing came out. It started to raise it's hands as if it was trying to do something, but stopped when Josh raised his bat higher over his head. "I said what are you and why are you in my house! If you don't tell me right this fucking second I'm going to bash your head in!" If he was in the right mindset and wasn't in full on panic mode the thought that maybe it didn't speak English would have passed through his head. It seemed to understand him perfectly fine though, because it gave him a look of complete and utter fear before speaking to him in a series of strange noises that sounded vaguely like words.

Josh's heart was still pounding when it finally dawned on him what was cornered in his kitchen.

Alien.

There was a fucking alien in his house. His house.

He lowered his bat, but still held it tightly in his right hand. "Can you speak?" His voice shook. It seemed to visibly relax when Josh lowered his weapon, closing it's eyes and concentrating.

"He... Hello?" It tried, slowly opening one of its eyes as if it was ready for Josh to take a swing at them.

"Hello," He repeated back. The alien slowly stood up straight so it wasn't pressed into the corner as much, which put Josh back on guard. He didn't know what this thing was capable of and he sure as hell wasn't going to be putting his bat down anytime soon. "Why are you here?" He asked for the third time.

"Left..." It started then stopped, trying to think of the next word it should use, "Behind."

Josh thought the creature looked almost sad and he would have felt bad for it at that moment if it wasn't the weirdest situation he'd ever been it.

"Why? And by who? Your family?" A nod was all Josh got in return before the alien's eyes shut and it crumpled into a ball on the tile floor.