A New Valentine Day Massacre
by Bo Widerberg
Ralph living in the apartment below my own, came running in one morning and screamed that I should put on the news. As I did, he got two beers out of my fridge, and I could on the tube, see that a space craft had landed in the park only ten minutes from our apartments. With some help from this space craft we, Ralph and I, were able to stop a crime organization to start a war inside our own border.