[ IP ] Calling in the cavalry

It was the only way they could cope. Or so they said. Dropping vast quantities of sedative gas upon the world to avoid mass panic. People panicked anyway, though the panic and the screams were trapped in their minds, their bodies paralysed by the bitter chemicals. 
 
 For the days that the others had visited our planet, we endured this forced numbness of body, but stared at the sky, watching the sky turn grey with chemicals. When it rained on the second day, our skin blistered, our eyes bled, tainted and burnt by the horrible compounds. 
 
 We remember that first day, the day they landed in their sleek star ships. We remember the surprise we felt, seeing that they looked just like us. And then, the gas. The governments of the world had ever denied us these wonderful freedoms and joys. 
 
 They ceased the sedative-bombing once the others had gone, and we came back to ourselves, groggy and angry. 
 
 That was the day we took our weapons up against our leaders. 

