The terrible chewing sound occupied our every waking moment now. It was only a matter of time before they worked their way to us and we became lunch.

“Rob isn’t there any way to stop them before they devour us?”

“I’ve been trying to work it out in my head but I still come up short. What we need are a couple of fifty pound dustballs.”

I looked at him shocked, “nothing else will work?”

“Hey, if I remember correctly it was you that joking said ‘create a couple of giant dust mites, what harm can they do?’ Well I think I have your answer to that question now!!”

“Well I didn’t know this would happen!!”

“Obviously”, and as he said that the south wall caved in and something monstrous blocked out the sun…