"Sometimes, you have to wonder, are we really alone in this vast universe. Among all those trillions upon trillions of galaxies, stars, and planets.
What is the likely hood of us being the only intelligent life to ever develop? I say, there is a zero percent chance we are the only ones."
The professor stopped a moment to look at his students. "What do you believe?" He asked.
Douglas Richard raised his hand. "Yes, Douglas?" The professor called.
"I don't think there's any way there are aliens." Douglas scoffed.
"And why do you believe that?" The professor inquired.
"If any alien civilization existed, it would probably be about as bad as we are at getting along. We're probably the only civilization to not wipe ourselves off the map already.
It's a miracle we've survived as long as we have." Douglas explained.
"While I would love to continue to discuss this with you mister Richard, I am afraid this is all the time we have for today. You are all wonderful people and you may go.
" The professor said, dismissing his class.
Douglas left the building with the rest of the student body, still considering how likely it was that aliens really did exist.
The rest of the day there was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind, and he just couldn't stop thinking about aliens. When it finally came time for bed, something extremely unusual happened.
A loud scraping came from somewhere outside.
"Whoever is trying to prank me, knock it off!" Douglas yelled. Knowing his friends, Douglas wouldn't have been surprised if one of them was trying to scare him just for kicks.
When the scraping didn't stop, Douglas stormed out of the dormitory. "I'm serious knock it off..."
Douglas stopped in his tracks. Standing right in front of him was something altogether otherworldly. It had a squat head with an unusually long neck.
Its eyes were as big as saucers, and its flesh was ghastly grey. It had long scraping claws and thickly muscled arms and legs. The alien creature whipped around to look at Douglas.
Not wasting a second, the creature bolted. With little to no time to react, Douglas took off after it.
It was a long chase, the creature maintaining its head start. The monster lead Douglas off campus and into the woods, which were dead silent tonight.
Tripping through roots and branches, Douglas finally caught up with the creature as it came to a stop.
The creature took one last look at Douglas before speaking in some kind of combination of squealing and screeching.
"Scrreeee sccraawww scccrrreeewwweee scaaaarrrr." The alien squealed.
A bright light focused on it and then the alien was gone. Douglas looked above to see a smooth silver oval take off into the night sky.
"Oh my goodness. Aliens are real."