The Exordium

It's been approximately 24 hours since we lost control over the continent. It was sudden and quick, but its effects will probably be felt for decades, if not centuries, now. Due to this single event, life as we know it will no longer be the same.

Let me give you a timeline of the event. At 11:41 PM (Eastern), it began. We can't give you details on how it began. We can't even tell you where it began. Mostly because... we don't know. People like me, normal agents, don't know hardly anything about this event; except for the basic fact that it, indeed, happened.

At 11:42 PM, every single captive we had in custody screamed in unison. The ones who were able to, looked up towards the ceiling, and collapsed to their knees. Most of them cried as it happened. A few of them were stricken with sudden heart attacks and died.

At 11:50 PM, several of our agents began to report suspicious events from all over the country. Random explosions, strange bursts of super cell storms, increased incidents of miscellaneous crime, a sudden snowstorm in California, disappearances all over the country... the list goes on and on.

At midnight, a central office of ours was eradicated. A sudden, unknown force decimated it, and now all that's left of it is in ashes. There were only a few casualties, if that's even a good thing to take note of.

At 1:00 AM, and this one hits a little close to home, the New Jersey branch of the Lonely Hearts organization was broken into, after a mysterious blast caused considerable damage to the interior of the building. In the ensuing chaos, an incredibly vital.... "thing" disappeared. Once this thing was gone, all bets were off, and our forces were then anticipating the worst.

At 2:00 AM, our radios went completely silent. As in, everything went silent.There wasn't even any static. At about 2:10 AM, a soft murmur could be heard on all channels. This murmur increased in volume, and morphed into the sound of many children crying. As the cries increased, their intensity did as well, and soon the voices seemed to be screaming and sobbing in horror. At 2:20, the noise was almost deafening. At 2:22, the voices ceased, and the radios became silent again.

At 3:00 AM, we received a message from one of our enemies. The message was delivered through a messenger. We were told "It's time to burn." That was all they had to tell us, just four words. And yet, these four words were enough to convince us, for a short amount of time, that we were about to experience full-on war. However, as far as we can tell a day later, this was not the case. Which worries us.

At 4:00 AM, I was involved in a shootout in southern California. I was with a team of 14. 9 were killed, 2 were greatly wounded, and 1 defected to the other side. The shootout lasted until 4:17 AM.

Until 4:44 AM, it seemed chaos had spread across the entire United States. Violence increased into a continuous crescendo of destruction and disappearance. Until 4:44 AM, it really seemed like we were on the verge of the world being overtaken, and its inner balance being forever destroyed. When the clocks struck 4:44, everything stopped.

This event has been named "The Exordium" by our organization. We are still dealing with its immediate consequences. We are on the equivalent of "DEFCON 1." Most if not all of our forces are deployed, and many of them are engaged in battle at this very minute.

The barrier between Them and You has been destroyed. I don't know if we can salvage it again. This is why I'm blogging. No more hiding behind a screen. No more of this bullshit. If I can save any of you, I'm going to just have to risk it.

Monsters are real, and they aren't hiding under beds any longer. They're out in the streets now.

And it's my job to stop them.

Purpose

This blog’s purpose is a simple one. I aim to save as many lives as possible. The method I am using to do this is a bit risky, but it’s necessary. After you read the following paragraph, without fully knowing the circumstances beforehand of it, then you are immediately put into peril.

If you feel as if you can’t handle the trut- no, if you can’t handle death, then please, do not read any forward. I will not warn you again.

I am not responsible for your actions, so I will not be held accountable for whatever happens to you.

Now, down to business.

A few hours ago, something happened on this planet that changed it for good. The very fabric of existence was tampered with during the event.

I wasn’t talking figuratively back there. There are monsters, and they are alive and well. And with this event, their presence in this world increased dramatically.

What I mean is this: today and late yesterday, these Monsters finally broke a certain threshold… their influence on this planet now outweighs humanity’s total influence. They have more control and presence on this entire planet than everyone everywhere, and soon, will control more portions of the Earth than all life on the planet.

Knowledge of their existence has passed a certain mark too. With their presence magnified, humans undoubtedly took notice, and alarm, to it. Now panic is spreading like a wildfire, which is exactly what they want. The more we fear them, the stronger their foothold is.

Most of these monsters have been around since the dawn of time. They are eternal, and if they can be killed, it is extremely difficult to do so; probably impossible, for a human. We have never succeeded in killing one, and we’ve been trying since the sixties.

We have tried and tried and tried to contain them, to halt them, to do anything to slow them down; but it never works. And I doubt it ever will. So we do our best to keep you all safe.

But I don’t know how we’re going to handle this upcoming wave of attacks. Surely, this changes everything. And this is why I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands.

The internet needs to be aware. This needs to get out so people know what to do when their lives come crashing down. I think secrecy is bullshit, when it comes to saving peoples’ lives.

Just like how every person needs purpose, every blog needs one as well.

Haunted

Are you ever afraid of the dark? What haunts you the most? Are you scared of the eternal, yawning chasm of time? Are you scared of the dwindling seconds of your life? What are you scared of.

Are you afraid of God? Are you afraid of drowning? Are you afraid of being torn to shreds? What are you afraid of.

Are you afraid of the shadows outside your vision? Are you afraid of miscommunication? Are you afraid of being alone? Tell me all your worst Fears.

Are you afraid of the sickness? Are you afraid of fate? Are you afraid of the clouds above? Tell me what you run away from.

Do you run away at all?

These are questions every human has encountered in some form. Life tests everyone with hardship to find our failings and use them at our disadvantage. We are nothing and yet our feelings define our entire world. Split second decisions have changed the landscape more drastically than what a human can ever hope to achieve in their entire life, even if they devoted themselves to demolition. In some cases, we’ve defined our environment more than natural disasters.

We’re defined by Fear, and in that relationship, we’ve given life to them.

Every human in the world comes at one point to suffering. Everyone is put through pain. It’s just matter of time until you are. Whether it be because of your relationship to your own fears is to be determined by the course of your life. Tragedies befall many because of their attachments to their phobias.

You can be defined by your tragedy, or you can forget and let go.

My entire life has been defined by those two choices. And soon, your life will come to that too. Everyone experiences tragedy one day. Everyone comes to suffering.

It’s just that the suffering I experienced was a bit unusual compared to normal pain.