There was something missing and no one quite new what it was. This was an absence that people didn’t really think about very much, or at all.
Say three hundred thousand men, minimum, disappeared—nearly all at once, in the long view—in the country.
These were people who would have been coworkers, mentors, bosses, owners, millionaires, subway workers, neighbors, guys to pick up at bars, people at libraries, people on the Internet, people with advice, good or bad, or ideas, good or bad, or entrepreneurs, or adoptive parents, or stalkers on the Intenet, or politicians, or knowing secretaries, or painters, or people in the next cubicle. But they weren’t there.
excerpted from “Very Recent History” by Choire Sicha
But aliens, if they exist, would probably be very different than us. They might look like big slugs, or be flat like reflections. Or they might be bigger than planets. Or they might not have bodies at all. They might just be information, like in a computer. And their spaceships might look like clouds, or be made up of unconnected objects like dust or leaves.