The night before they came, I was watching a shooting star.
I snapped it. I said it was ‘beautiful’.
I didn’t know I was watching death coming. I should have known.
This shit always happens to us.
If they were ever going to come to Earth, of course it was now

In a groundbreaking collaboration spanning more than a thousand kilometres of mallee scrub and desert, country teens bunker down to survive The War of the Worlds. Performed simultaneously in three locations by exceptional local casts, young people across two states hold tight to their friends, their noise cancelling headphones and whatever scraps of news they can get. Part sci-fi thriller and part love letter to the resilience of today’s teens, experience the invasion from Whyalla, Barmera or Bendigo; whichever is closest for you.