Remember all those stories way back when, about alien abductions and the government hiding things from us? Remember how no one believed them back then? Yeah. What a laugh. So it was back in the year 2015. All of a sudden, there was this attack, on every nation in the world that had nuclear defenses. Almost overnight, all their weapons were either disabled, sabotaged, or destroyed. But the attack didn't come from any outside enemy--it came from the inside. It was the most coordinated display of mass treason, ever; a thousand different individuals from different militaries and government agencies all acting for the same goal--complete nullification of the Earth's nuclear defenses. The crazy part? Not a single one of them knew why they did it. Or that all around the world, others did the exact same thing. While everyone was scrambling to replace their weapons, the next disaster struck. Three days after the destruction of the weapons, the first symptoms began to appear--it seemed like an out-of-season flu epidemic at first. Except no one got any better. They tried every antibiotic and every antiviral they had; at most, they could try to treat the symptoms. A day later, people began dropping dead. It was in every country. No one was safe. A few days later, half the world's population was wiped out. And that was when the aliens attacked. They were like giant, black, six-legged frogs, with these weird weapons--like the blaster guns from old science fiction movies, only these weapons were fleshy, alive. Their ships were, too. They went after what remained of all the military installations. The weapons depots, the bases, the ships. Everything that Earth might use to try and fight back against them. The worst thing about it? They didn't even attack us themselves. They had this army of... supermen. Like an army of Captain Americas, if you ever heard about that comic. These people that looked human, but were stronger and faster than anyone fighting on our side. They were ruthless, wiped out almost everything, while the bastards just watched. After that, well. It was just a matter of rounding the rest of us up. A good chunk of the people who were left just threw up the white flag and surrendered; the ones the epidemic didn't kill, they were still so weak from it that there wasn't a prayer of fighting back. And the aliens, the Nyrotines, they took 'em all and herded them into these big-ass domes they grew from some kind of monster trees, probably brought with 'em from their home world, I guess. We don't know what happened to them after that. Once you go in, you never come out. The rest of us... We escaped. Ran away with what few friends and family we could grab, to try and find some place the frog-men wouldn't get us. They like the places that are hot and humid, so we go where it's dry, or cold, or both. There used to be a lot of hidden colonies like ours, I think. At least, that's what the rumours were. But over the years, one by one, the Nyrotines rooted a lot of 'em out. There's no telling how many are left. The moral of the story? Don't trust anyone from outside. And if you see a frog, shoot it.