I sit upon a mountain of debris and look out into the sky over the city ruins, ignoring the zombies that walk by me without seeing anything. Finally, an unusually fast-moving speck in the sky tells me the alien has returned.
"What happened? Why did you not commit suicide as we told you to?"
"You know, we humans have something called self-preservation."
"So you'd rather see your entire species die?"
"How did this happen?"
"I've told you before, you are a parasite feeding off the psychic energies of others. As you assimilate them, they become part of you, leaving their own bodies."
"So be it."
"But this will keep happening every time, until there is no sentient being left in the world."
"If I must be alone anyway, what difference does it make?"
"We will not let you do this."
"Then I'll be waiting, to assimilate you too."
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