Flesh Eaters from Space

From deep space's perspective, the distant approach of the illuminated surrounding atmosphere of the colorful earth is seen when suddenly the velocity of the approach toward the blue planet begins to speed up to the point where the warp of the speed becomes like that of the fast forward of a dvd or video recording. Soon a rendezvous of the earth's outer most atmosphere is about to be breached. Suddenly a spot within the first layer to outer space is violently disturbed by something unseen. Although there's no specific sound, there is an electrical spark occurrence. As was in outer space, some form of invisible presence is on an earthbound descent through the clear night sky. Moving at a relative speed, the descent continues. Although it's night, the approaching earth becomes more and more clear. Now the approach starts to slow down significantly. From overhead, the residential domiciles of a fairly crowded community are displayed. Aside from a few exterior lights, such as street lights, exterior home lights, small business lights, and just a handful of interior lights; the suburban community appears to be retired for the night. Virtually no moving vehicles of any sort are seen anywhere. And not a living soul is about. Although invisible, there's an obvious presence that's moving at a slow descent over the crowded community, moving toward a large desert clearing. Now at about a hundred feet above the clearing, a slight degree of wind, sand, and dust debris starts to kick up. Still invisible, a city block wide presence is hovering. Suddenly an echoed thud and an enormous vibration becomes obvious as the large invisible craft from space, touches down. A large circular imprint appears as a trench type groove in the soft desert sand. From an overhead view, shortly after the powerful disturbance dissipates, interior and exterior lights at several community homes go on. The landing was so strong that the tremulous vibrations were felt throughout a wide radius. In a not too far off distance, a dog is heard barking. It doesn't take long for home doors to open as some people move out wearing pajamas, shorts, t-shirts, etc., to investigate. Some just look out their windows, while others move out to their driveways and street trying to figure out what just happened. After a short while as many aren't able to figure out the strange occurrence, they go back into their homes. Some move to neighbor's homes to mingle about what they all felt. Only a few continue to hang out looking all about. As the mystery remains unsolved, all except one shirtless guy smoking a cigarette stands in his driveway. With the majority back inside, lights start to turn out, one home after another. The shirtless guy moves to grab a folded lawn chair leaned against his garage door. With cigarette in mouth, he unfolds the chair and has a seat. Relaxing and looking up at the starry moonlit sky, he puffs on his cigarette. Shortly he reaches in his pants pocket for what looks like a marijuana joint. He takes the cigarette out his mouth, and puts the joint in. Using the cigarette as a match, he lights the joint, then extinguishes the cigarette out on the side of the lawn chair. He enjoys the joint. At the distant desert area, a large circumference where the invisible craft sits, some out of this world sounds start to emanate from it. Now a more familiar sound is suddenly heard. One by one, the sound of numerous portals of some sort opening can be heard but not seen in an overlapping fashion, until all are open. Once again its process causes dust and sand to blow about until the sound of the portals opening stops. Back at the residential area, a quick scan of several streets and cul-de-sacs are vacant and quiet. A sense of calm and "all's well" is in the air. Shirtless guy relaxes in his driveway. All is calm until suddenly a gust of wind kicks up a little. A few trees/bushes rustle gently from the breeze. Laid back and relaxing on his lawn chair, shirtless guy takes a quick toke of his joint. As he savors the hit, a slight gust of wind blows his hair/bangs. Suddenly, the same way someone would bite into a sandwich, he frightfully reacts to an invisible presence taking large bites out of his stomach, chest, and right shoulder. As he screams and tries to move, blood starts to pour and spurt profusely. Traumatized, he's quickly silenced, and dies almost instantly, as his heart, lungs, etc., are being consumed and invisibly digested. All of a sudden, a powerful force pulls and rips his now bloody pants away, tossing them to the driveway. Just like bites from a piranha fish, large chunks of flesh, muscle, and tendons are being ripped from his right foot, ankle, calf, thigh, and so on. Before the body is consumed down to bloody skeletal remains, the bloody lawn chair collapses. Chunks of flesh continue being attacked. A stunned and hypnotically traumatized thirty something female neighbor, stares at what's happening to him. As she stands there with her mouth slightly agape, half her face, neck, eye, and an ear, is bitten off before she can get a scream out. She collapses on the spot. In a dark, slightly moonlit bedroom, the sheet covering a male/female couple is yanked off them by an invisible force. Before the man, who's in just his jockey shorts, and the woman in only her panties, can react well enough, a large bloody bite appears in their torsos. They both scream out as violent bites continue, creating a real carnage. With the downtown Phoenix skyline in the B.G., again that same out of this world sound is heard emanating from an open field. Again the sound of invisible portals are heard opening. Next from above an open football stadium, its stripped field develops a large circular embedded pattern in the grassy surface. It's 3:00 A.M. New York City, there's a unique sense of calm for that time of night. An overhead view of a vacant nighttime central park comes into view. As a large clearing deep in the park is reached, a descent begins. Ground level slowly gets closer and closer. Now we find the Eiffel Tower in the B.G. as early morning Paris comes to life. The heavy vibrating thud of yet another invisible craft landing occurs at the grassy clearing of the Champs De Mars park. Motor vehicles move down the famous avenue toward the Arc de Triomphe, as the sun breaches the horizon. As a unaware male motorist drives his car, suddenly his business suit is violently ripped away. His chest, neck, and part of his face rips away, creating a blood bath as he screams and lets go of the steering wheel. He uses both hands to push away something invisible on him. With his foot still mashing the gas pedal, his car careens out of control. As his body is being consumed, the jarring motion of his car crashing into another vehicle is heard. A male proprietor of a gift shop puts a vase of colorful flowers on display along with a variety of other gift items. As he does so, he (ad lib) dialogs in French with his neighbor proprietor, who spreads a white table cloth over the last table amongst several other tables with vases of flowers on them that are set up for outdoor dining. Dressed completely in white with a white apron on, he smiles and responds back in French to the gift shop guy. Suddenly the apron, his shirt and pants, are ripped away. Viciously, large blood spurting bites happen all over his body as he screams while still standing. His neighbor stares wide-eyed shocked by what he sees... Slowly descending downward, the White House lawn, with the White House in the B.G., is seen. Within seconds, the vibrating, echoed thud of yet another invisible craft, touches down...