Four Foot Eight

Hendon Central

A loud man in a suit is lined up on the platform waiting for a train south to the City. His phone rings. Loudly.
"HELLO? YES? AH, HI! I'm just waiting for the train! No, THE TRAIN!"
"I'LL BE THERE SHORTLY! In about half an hour! No, HALF AN HOUR!"
"WHAT? Oh! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Yeah! Good one!"

Suddenly he stops and stares as a huge circular spaceship appears overhead, blotting out the sun and emitting a low, throbbing sound. A round hatch opens in the bottom as a lime green beam of energy spears the hapless phone user, dragging him kicking and screaming up through the air and through the hatchway before as quickly as the ship appeared, it is gone.