It's Pete Van Horn! You shot him! Van Horn! He's dead! CHARLIE!
It was a extravagant day. The sun fell in beautiful rays of light upon Maple Street. The residents were all happy -go- lucky, with no care in the world. That is until the monsters came. There was an asteroid, there was no power, and there was some excitement.The blame game was in session after a boy spread an unwise and doubtful truth. He said there were aliens.
Chaos erupted and every one turned to each other to point fingers, relieving fault from themselves. Until the clamp of heavy steps came down the narrow street way. The once so happy neighbors were dead silent and frozen in there previous positions. The monster that kid, Tommy, was speaking about seemed to be heading there exact direction!
Charlie grabbed a gun with no hesitation. His only thought was protecting himself. With a bang the body fell. Don ran a bit ahead of the crowd, bent down, and began to cry as he stated that it was the body of Pete Van Horn! He was a brave and nice soul who ventured to see what caused the power shortage.
The Twilight Zone
The whole neighborhood was drowned in fear and reason was lost. the street massacred each other in desperate attempt to end the terror.
However, not too far from their houses, was a hill where the meteor, or rather spaceship, landed. The aliens were there, messing with the electricity. There plan was simply to have fun with the electricity, they would be plunged into prejudice. Their worst enemy was themselves after all.
You see all we do is mess with their electricity and they kill each other...
...And we just sit back and watch.
The moral was to never allow reason to escape at the harshest moments, when you need it most.