Jim turned away from the customer to have a look at what everyone was panicking about.  On screen the military forces had increased in number and gotten closer to the hole in the air, but that didn't seem like any reason to freak out?  Of course more armed forces were going to show up.  That's how armed forced acted, and people in general, whenever there was something going on that nobody understood.  At least that was what he thought was going on, but a second glance pointed out just how wrong he was.  "Oh shit."  He said as he saw what it was that had gotten everyone nervous.  

What he thought to be more soldiers that had gotten closer to the rip turned out to not be soldiers at all.  Sure, they along with their equipment, looked just like the soldiers in front of them, but for the colors.  There weren't any colors, just black.  Not even the eyes glowed with anything like Jim felt they should've.  Instead, each individual being outside the hole, and a few more were coming out, looked like a human statue made out of jet black obsidian.  

"What hell are those things?"  He leaned closer to the screen to try and get a better look.  "They look like people but they can't be."  His dream came back to him, the part about appearing to have life, and a cold chill ran down his back.  "But they aren't alive, are they?"  He swallowed hard as his face started loosing color.