Aliens

I warn you, for people who don't like gore I suggest not reading this, although I don't think it's too bad. :)

"They're coming!"
"They're coming?"
"Yes!"
"The unicorns?"
"No, the aliens!"
"Oohh maaaii!"
Heals and East ran down the corridor and out through the door, then down the dirt track into a clearing. The atmosphere was tense and panicky as a groups of people hid. There were random items dotted around, and Heals climbed into a washing machine.
"And I go where?" East said, jumping in circles.
"Inti the washing basket!" Yelled Heals, looking through the window in the washing machine.
"Fit I cannot!" East informed Heals, scanning his surroundings.
Loud, heavy footsteps were heard by the group. East jumped around, it was them.
The footsteps became louder as the aliens got closer and East leaped into the washing basket, half in half hanging out.
Then there was dead silence. A blood-curdling screech was heard from an alien, and Heals tentatively peered out of the window. She saw an alien bolting towards her direction, but instead of ping to Heals, it pounded into the washing basket, in which East was trying to hide.
The alien picked up the basket and shook it. When East fell out it held East in it's giant hand, then threw East across the clearing. East let out a cry, her arm was as twisted as the aliens' minds. Her leg was just as bad, her foot was neatly perched on her cheek.
The alien let out an awful cackle, and it's back arched as it did so. It's small brain presumed she was dead. Then it looked around at the items, and because the washing machine was closest thing to it, it picked it up and threw it; it was aiming at East. Luckily it missed, and the washing machine landed next to East. Heals cried out. When she opened her eyes she saw bone poking through blood-stained flesh in her arm, and her head had been whacked against the washing machine which gave her a massive headache. Then, when she looked up and through the window she saw East lying in a small puddle of blood which had seeped through a cut that went from her thigh to her ankle.
Then they heard the footsteps set off, into the distance.
Heals wondered why only one out of probably a thousand had attacked. Maybe they took turns...
Then she blacked out.

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This was just a one part, short story. It was based on a nightmare I had when I was about eight or something - which I strangely remember - and also some random, odd imagination I fished out of my brain. :D