No, no, no, no, no!
Persephone shook her head. I don't like this.
A dark cloud formed above Persephone, blocking the view to the galaxy in the background. A loud thunder was heared and a bright white lightning shot down from the cloud hitting the antennae on Persephone's head. The antennae disappeared and the lightning moved through Persephone into the ground. She looked shocked, before she dropped to the ground flinching from the electricity.
The lightning disappeared and she laid on the ground not moving. Seconds later the cloud disappeared aswell, the light from the galaxy reilluminating the area.
"Common sense is the best distributed commodity in the world, for every man is convinced that he is well supplied with it." René Descartes