I'm just gonna post and if you want to change my character or backstory then I'll edit the post
Plaurent gazed through the smoke of his camel cigarette at his interrogator. The handcuff holding him to the chair was pretty irritating but nicer than he would get back home. At least the orange jumpsuit was clean, no lice. He liked solitary. At home he would have had to share with 14 other people.
"Are ve vriends now, Bawb? Mr Dervishaj is me."
"Let's go over what you have told us already."
"Vy, you haf masheen on desk. I tell you already.everyzing."
"How did you get your special abilities?"
"Vat you talkink about? I'm beesinessman. Glasnost, Da. If I haf powers vy em I stuck here?"
"OK, how did you get into New York?"
Plaurent smiles at the guy on the other side of the desk, bolted to the floor.
"What can you tell us about the Gatti-"
There is a furious banging on the interview room door. A harried agent comes rushing in, glances briefly at Plaurent and starts whispering something.
Plaurent hears the words "spaceship" and "invasion"
The interrogator is disbelieving at first. He shuts the door behind him and heads away.
Just a matter of time thought Grusht.
He shuts his eyes and prays to the Madonna briefly. The light on the camera goes out and the handcuff slips off his wrist. His jumpsuit turns a drab green with the word janitor on the pocket. He walks towards the door and pushes it open. With his head down he goes to the nearest trashcan and grabs a bag of rubbish and starts making his way out of the building. As he goes past a window he stops and stares, mouth hanging open. There impossibly huge against the sky is 'something' hanging shadowing half the cityNanajote ehankarin