Who the Hell Are You?
Two days had passed, Smith and Jones had been busy going over old folders, files, pictures, anything that might bring them closer to an understanding of what had happened five years earlier. They both came to the conclusion that all the Ph.D.’s in Section Four had no clue what was going on or happened.
They had heard theory upon theory as to what the creatures were that were infiltrating our world, some far-fetched, some just plain crazy. When you give a group of smart individuals limited information and unknowable questions, crazy theories and hypotheses are bound to be created.
Heading back to their rooms at the end of the second day, Smith turned to Jones. “This place is driving me crazy. I don’t think we’re any closer to learning any truths.”
“It has been five
