You run wildly away from the boy, screaming in fear as you try to escape the visions of Kevin Spacey that infect your mind. Quickly, the sounds of your own screams fade to static, and the world around you turns dark. Above you, blacking out the sun, a Spacey-shaped craft descends.
And a voice speaks; a voice that seems to come from the middle of your own head at the same time as it fills the world, vibrating off every surface, and causing the air itself to ripple and swell.
"I feel like I've been in a coma for the past twenty years. And I'm just now waking up!"
The mouth of the giant Space-Spacey opens, and a narrow, green beam of light shines down on the street infront of you, and beings to twist back and forth, searching, moving closer.