Ficlets

The stadium continued to shake as the huge crowd ran for the concrete doors on either side of the field, most heading for the southern door.

There was a sound of crunching metal through the blow horns, as heavy metalic claws peeled open the alminum ceiling. It was’nt long before the 9 ton sphere landed with a “Crunch” in the middle of the crowd.

They sphere emidiatly began to pour out a thick cloud of flying beetles that quickly began to attack the paniced crowd.

The group of rebelious college students pushed their way into the open air, just to see a pair of mechanical legs plow through the stampede of bodies.

A blow horn in the distance squealed, then died out, and the air was filled the low pitched roar. Gun shots rang out as more people fell, the rest trying to hold thier ears and get their blow horns at the same time.

The rebels that survived ran across a field and scrambled over a barrier onto an abandoned free way. Some one sounded a blow horn as the survivors divded intoo an empty car.