“Oh my God Almighty! Someone has sent me a bowel movement!”
“That’s the way they let you know they are coming for you. They know we’re in here now.” Everyone else quickly rushes off and prepares for the impending attack. The sun is going down. They would be here any minute.
Barely an hour has passed, when the door flys open and across the room. The superhumans enter, trolling for their chosen. In a brave show of courage, the one they have come for stepps forward.
“Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit?” The beasts only answer by ripping off his head in one fell swoop.
Turning to go, the superhumans give one last warning look to those left, making sure they know their time is coming.
Once peace has restored itself for the time being, the survivors gather to pray.
“In Heaven, everything is fine. In Heaven, everything is fine. You’ve got your good things. And I’ve got mine.”