If+You+Hear+a+Voice...+by+Nudoru

Jeremy come home from school and wearily dropped his backpack on the couch. They had kept them late at basketball practice, so as far as he was concerned, it was bedtime. He would have to get up early to do his homework, but he was too tired to care. Then his little brother, Jacob, ran up with a paper in one hand and a pencil in the other. Jeremy groaned. "Not today, Jake, you //know// I'm not supposed to help you." "Please! We're doing geography, and I don't know anything about that!" Jacob whined, staring up at his older brother with brown puppy-eyes. "No way." Jeremy started up the stairs, but Jake was not so easy to get rid of. "Please?" "No." "Please?" "No." "Pretty please? "No!" "Pretty please with a cherry on top?" "NO!" Jeremy darted into his room and slammed the door before collapsing into bed. The next thing he knew, he was awakened by a very bad imitation of a spooky voice muttering something. Jeremy opened his eyes and glared at his digital clock. The glowing red letters read 2:25am. "Where is your leader?" The spooky voice said, and this time he could actually understand it. Jeremy sighed and rolled over. "Go to bed, you're not fooling anyone." There was a pause, and then: "Where is the capital?" "Get lost, Jake!" Undeterred, the voice continued its repetition. At the third pause, Jeremy got an idea. "Where is the capital?" The fake-spooky voice asked once again. Laughing to himself, Jeremy answered. "Cleveland." There was a longer pause this time, and then: "Where is Cleveland?" "Ohio, you moron." Jeremy said, still trying not to laugh. The voice stopped, and Jeremy heard some rustling, and then a faint //click.// Then the voice came back. "You assistance is appreciated." "Whatever, just go to bed." As he drifted off again, Jeremy's last thought was that Jacob probably didn't know what "appreciated" meant.
 * If You Hear a Voice in the Night, Don't Answer by Nudoru**

The dutiful alarm clock went off at exactly 7am. Jeremy rubbed his eyes, only half awake. He reached over and hit his alarm clock as hard as he could. The black box tumbled onto the floor, but instead of turning off like a good alarm, it switched to a radio station. Yawning, Jeremy rolled out of bed and reached for the clock. His hands froze right above it.

//"We interrupt your normal news broadcast to bring you a special report. The inhabitants of Cleveland, Ohio, seem to have vanished overnight. Witnesses from the countryside claim they saw a bright light hovering above the city at approximately 2:30am this morning. Police have not been able to turn up any clues, and many are already speculating that we have visited by beings from another world. No casualties have been reported."//