I explore London. It's so quiet. I feel so alone. I miss my old friends.

I wonder where the Martians are now? Have they moved north through Britain? Or are they targeting other world capitals? Then, in the silence, I hear a distant noise. Like "ulla, ulla, ulla, ulla."

It could be a Martian camp. Should I go towards the sound? Or should I go away from it, toward my old house? Or do something else?