Red flames, small embers fall from the sky. As they reach the urban lights of New York City, they become black as night itself. Viewers see it as a trick that their mind had played on them.
Blue streaks, small waves fall from the sky over Chicago. As the windy city's wind picks up, they disappear into thin air. Little children rub their eyes, as they try to remember what they had beheld.
All around the world, the same odd scenes are seen. The people of the urban towns are too ignorant to care much. They continue on their night walks, not wasting their time with trifle occurences.
Although these phenomenons only last for moments, a small select few can still see them. The small colored entities crack open releasing a mist over the town.
A man of about 47 grabs a bag and heads for his roof. Scouting the area, his face becomes downcast. He retreats into the convent of his home and packs his belongings. He whispers to himself a small, broken phrase, "They're back........"