I enter my old house. Survey the damage. Look at the essay I was writing when the Martians arrived: on the possibility of moral improvement in the human race.
Everything is still as I left it, but covered in dust and rubble. Then I hear a voice behind me...
It's Grauben! She's alive!
I want to know how she escaped, but she says there is no time! While I have been wandering round London, Grauben has been studying the Martian remains and she is convinced that this was just a small test run. the real invasion will be far worse, and bacteria won't stop them next time!