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The night belongs to the Visitors

Dawn. Earth's twilight. The world is coming to an end. The air is filled with arid aromas of sunburned streets. Streets are lined with blackened bodies that have twisted into shapes of misery. It's enough to burn eyes out of their sockets to look out. The darkness is the sole safe haven. The door was knocked on. A voice alone, pleading for safety. They resemble us. Speak like us. smell similar to us. Are they us? Seek the indicators. There is no way to isolate. We shall be overpowered by the visitors. Let some in. Listen to their tales. Some will assist. Some will require assistance.