ECHO ZERO — OPERATIONAL LOGS
We may have been there together.
Eastern Europe.
Urban street combat.
Children released into the streets.
We arrived too late to save everyone.
I saw it with my own eyes —
that cannot be erased.
Africa.
We arrived too late.
Sinkholes.
Underground tunnels.
Places where human flesh was literally processed.
They were beasts.
Arabian Peninsula.
Cities empty.
No people.
Traces of something that had already happened.
Silence.
Some of you may remember this.
We carry all of it inside us.
And there is no escape from it.
Alien prison decks.
They let me in.
A hologram of a woman greeted me.
She showed me the way.
She said:
you have ten minutes.
I went down to the decks.
I was there for one of ours.
I took him out.
2017.
I was flying with them like crazy.
There wasn’t a week they didn’t take me.
I always knew when I would return.
They didn’t hide it.
They didn’t have to.
Bases on Earth.
We were dismantling alien bases
and alien technology.
2017.
2018.
2022.
And I am still active in this area.
I operated their vehicles.
Those strange machines.
Mental control.
You stand in front of a smooth black panel —
no indicators,
no joystick,
nothing.
And it works.
If someone thinks they cannot be breached —
they are wrong.
All of this comes back.
In fragments.
Eastern Europe.
Africa.
Arabian Peninsula.
There was too much of it.
And it is still inside us.
