“That’s what I think,” the captain answered. “I want you to go check it out.”
“No problem,” I shrugged. It couldn’t be too bad. It was probably just the same old thing. Someone must have a bad disease and they ask us Martians to help out. I hurried to my ship hoping to get this over with soon. I wanted some time to just do nothing. I was on my way to earth. Earth wasn’t very peaceful anymore. They had so many wars. Now it just looks like it was hit by millions of tornados or nuclear bombs. When there was something they couldn’t cure, the begged us for help. “This better not be about curing and medicine or someone’s going to get my bad side,” I promised myself.