There was a man stood outside my house. Well, not really a man. The remnants of him. His hair and body were fading away into nothingness. The resonance of his scream rang in my ears. The disintegrated man had left nothing behind - apart from a pair of perfectly pristine white trainers. I shivered at the sight of them and closed my curtains again.

As I dressed I thought to myself why did this happen, who was that man, what had actually occurred?

Then suddenly I heard a scuffling noise coming from outside my bedroom. As if something was trying to get in.

I couldn’t do anything, I just stood there petrified, paralysed with fear. What was outside my bedroom? And why was there the shadow of an antennae peeking out from underneath the door?