Here is my piece:
Most of the others had chosen to stay on the ship, deeming it safer than whatever waited for them outside. Only a handful of people had chosen to adventure off the rotten-smelling vessel.
"Do you think they have chocolate here?" One person whispered.
"Coffee. I just want coffee," said another.
"Why are we here? What do you want?" Cassie called up to the pink sky, assuming the voice's owner resided somewhere up there.
"Company," the ominous voice replied.
"Lonely aliens," Cassie muttered, looking around. "Perfect."
And here are links to the other group member's fantastical blogs where their take on the prompt can be found: