As the ship got closer to the rift everything started to shift
Purro: Hmmmm... I think our composure of atoms are shifting PULL OUT
Angel: Too late...
Pfella: Hey, I think we are getting a transmission
???: Why are you near the broken rift?
Purro: We are trying to close it, but who are you
???: We are the army unit 2
Purro: Well, we are a few people with powers who can help
Unit 2: Well give us some support, these aliens are *crackle* us
Angel: WHAT
Unit 2: bzzzzzzzzz
Purro: Damn, guess we are on our own
