The virus has made our world habitable for them.
It started like all invasion stories do. Lights in the sky, strange objects appearing from nowhere, then eventually they showed themselves. We had the soldiers out of course but they were no match, and the rest of us were hiding or already sick.
They don’t seem interested in killing us. Or rather…they’re happy to wait until we die. I often watch them from my window, exploring our environment and shaping it more to their liking.
Food is running out.
The streets are full of them.
Our planet will be theirs soon.
Brilliant. I love the concept of aliens exploiting the consequences of the virus, rather than having caused it.
Awesome. Could have been the start of one of those 50’s or 60’s sci fi films. So well written.
I could visualise the invaders lurking out there. I imagine a sequel that starts with the lone survivor.
Brilliant! Chilling! The best science fiction is political allegory. The invaders need not be aliens from another planet, rather people from another country on Earth. “Shaping [the planet] more to their liking” could mean replacing fast food burger joints with noodle stands or erasing the number 4 from all street addresses just as easily as it could mean terraforming the planet to be more hospitable to an extra-terrestrial. Again, chilling!