July 27th, 2025
We have lost all signals from the Daedalus. Part of me expected this, a metal box full of metaphysical humans. I thought they would all die, en route or on Mars, it didn’t matter. Adelaide’s data transmits quickly enough we would learn from the mission either way.
NASA is reporting a temporal distortion. Our sensors indicate a cloaking device over Mars itself, but we can’t see what they are hiding.
Dr. Graves knows what to do. I have to trust that.
August 2, 2025
A video transmission of Dr. McPhearson being ripped in half while my crew watches has arrived to Earth. There is talk of demons.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What the fuck is over there.
September 15, 2025
The Present of the United States says we go to war before they invade. I think its too soon to make this decision. I think we don’t know what we saw.
We don’t have enough information. The black box transmission of the Daedalus has ten lost weeks that my techs can’t explain. The amount of time in which they landed ahead of schedule is inexplicable by physics. Dr. LaForge isn’t even capable of defying the laws of existence like this, despite his… situation.
September 20, 2025
It doesn’t matter.
The spawn of hell landed. They claim vengeance for their fallen kin, and spit fire, and fill the streets with blood.
The largest calls himself Nazarra, his people the Xu.
The Church of Christ calls this the Rapture. They’ve always been idiots.
It’s time to broadcast, make a resistance.
They think we don’t have the power to fight. They’re wrong.
December 25, 2025
The remaining Churches of Earth celebrate the birth of Christ by praying for their sins, to be cleansed from the world of demons.
The resistance group called Nikola nuked the first Xu stronghold from orbit.