"Er well, if this is real, is listening to a voice in your head the best way to go about it?"  Jim swallowed hard and looked at the television screen.  Someone had taken up the camera and was holding it over some kind of barrier so everyone in the world could see the things pouring out into the city.  There wasn't very many civilians in the are.  There were plenty of ex-cilians though.  He swallowed again, only harder because the lump in his throat was a lot bigger the second time around.

"No.  You aren't crazy, because I"m seeing it too."  He looked at the woman, the marks on her arm and then the chaos on screen.  "But whatever it is that we're going to have to do to get rid of those things we probably won't be able to do them here, right?"