What If...
Roswell, New Mexico - 1947. A farmer discovers a mangled pile of wreckage while out checking his fields. Upon closer inspection he finds that there are bodies within the wreckage but they are not like him. These slim, greyish figures have large heads, black oval eyes and an ominious feeling wafting from them.
As fast as he can, he returns to his home and calls the authorities. In a flash the Roswell Army Air Field comes to investigate the scene. Immediately they know this is not something of this world. As the investigation of the wreckage deepens they realize the materials in which the wreckage is made of is nearly indestructible. Folding, bending and attempts to tear the material by hand simply do not work. They realize that crash had to be of extreme nature to destroy this impossibly strong material. They take sample to the lab for further investigation. Next they examine the lifeless bodies of the inhabitants of the craft. Understanding these beings are not human everyone on the case is silenced. Threats to home, family, friends and their own lives are at stake with a case like this. Army men take the bodies under the dark of night back to the airforce base for further investigation.
A news report is quickly put out that a UFO has crashed in Roswell New Mexico. The world goes on high alert. Questions abound. People are wondering what this means for society as a whole.
This is where the nightmare begins.
Once back at the lab, the bodies of the lifeless aliens are brought to a dissection chamber. The doctors are suiting up to explore the bodies when they discover they are not dealing with dead beings. The aliens, in a coma-like state, rise from the tables. The doctors are terrified, huddled against the wall as the beings communicates within their head. He tells the doctors that their craft didn't crash here accidentally. It was supposed to be a safe landing when their craft began to suffer interference from all their technology, radars, and the like. They are not here to befriend; no, they are here to control. They doctors terror begins to rise and the make a break for the door; it locks automatically and they hear again in their heads, 'you will be taken over by a being from my homeworld. We will take your bodies and live through you. We will take your land, your food, your intelligence and everything that will better us as a society. When we are finished with you inferior beings you will be left a husk. This planet will die, much like the others we have taken over in the past'.
With that final phrase the doctors feel their essence being stripped away as their body is taken over by the mind of the beings. The alien, upon finishing his embodiment, looks at a transmitter on his wrist and says into it 'you are free to take over'. At this point, people across the globe can feel their mind and souls being stripped away, forever in the darkened abyss. The aliens from their homeworld are systematically taking over control of the inhabitants of the Earth; invading their minds, controlling bodies and ending the planet as we know it.
Over the following weeks, the bodies of Earth humans are used to clear lands, harvest foods, take medicines and tech, and deliver this goods to alien ships that have descended upon Earth. The societal harvest reaped until there is nothing left of Earth but an empty, souless, dry, barren wasteland. When the harvesting is done, the Roswell visitors initiate a recall. All the aliens hear the call 'we have pillaged another planet. We are not stronger and more adept. It is time for us to go and start anew on another homeworld. Return to your physical self.'
Upon this order the bodies of the humans drop one by one as their mental host leaves their shell. Across the globe, the bodies of countless humans lay to rot as they were killed. Earth has become nothing but an overgrown cemetary. Bones are the only reminder that Earth was a flourishing place that was doomed because of a superior species.
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