Chapter Seven
Meanwhile Eddie was still dazzled from the brightly lit reflection of the shiny coloured spaceship in a puddle of clear rainwater that had collected under the bath and assailed his eyes upon awakening. Then the ship had abruptly veered away and all was still. He tripped over the debris of unlit molotov cocktails left behind by the rebellious mob who had not had time to clear up before they had scattered in fear at their leader's sudden disappearance and the lazar blasts from the descending spaceship.
"Is there anybody left at all?" he called.
A deadly silence greeted his question. Oh, is there something wrong here, he wondered. Where has everybody gone? He was astonished to see no crowd here.
Eddie walked towards where the spaceship had last been seen, wondering what what would happen next. He shrugged in disbelief, wondering whether a terrible showdown could be avoided and why he had been beamed back down to the planet surface just as he had been about to kiss Vleg. What could he hope to accomplish if the planet was under attack and would all the food soon have been eaten.
Contemplating this horrible situation, Eddie resolved that the best thing to do was to keep himself safe because then he could do more for the poor people whom he had lead and befriended and suffered so much for inside himself because they had no food and no running water so he could do no wrong as far as they were concerned.
Eddie walked towards the main road where he found an exotic dancer who was out of work because the bar where she had been an entertainer had been blown up two hours before.
She was eyeing him warily. "Eddie, is that you? Where did you go to?"
"It's me allright but it's a long story...I thought to try and find out the reason for this sudden change in the landscape but I think it's obvious you have been bombed to bits!"
Eddie looked round and saw more faces emerging from the shrubberies besuide the road, their expressions said that...
was procrastinating. Then
something unexpected happened,
