Dreamtime: Alien Invasion
"Whoever in writing a modern history, shall follow truth too near the heels, it may haply strike out his teeth" Walter Raleigh's preface to his 1614 'History of the World'
We had all been told via emergency transmission (how annoying is that intro alarm!) to drop everything and get in the busses that were arriving on the street. Already weak from months of food, fuel and other shortages, compliance was a forgone result. Exiting our homes was shocking, no one could prepare themselves to see such abhorrent desolation everywhere taken place since lockdowns had begun weeks earlier. Many had already died gruesome, asphyxiating deaths, those of us left had no choice but to submit. Trust? that became a non-factor long ago... resistance was futile, massive UN troop deployments had secured all major cities, with avenues of escape futile. Enormous military and civil equipment and resources had already destroyed and cleared large swaths of territory, seemingly funnelling humans towards most-likely, extinction. What everyone thought were life saving vaccines actually were injections of 'striker-cells' targeting our respiratory and immune systems. Aboard the busses, rumors were, aliens had orchestrated this entirely, intent on occupying our oxygen-rich planet for their own purposes...my conclusion...
we were screwed
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