It was the end of October, the 30th of that seemingly ominous month. During the first few years of the 21st century, war was upon us, and no one would have believed the impeccable doom that was approaching this blue green planet, from that red one, and at the speed light. Blinded by science, we, the last remnants of the human race, thought that we knew it all, that we are alone in this universe, but we know now, that, as men busied themselves with daily life, something else was brewing in the fathomless depths of space, and that we where scrutinized and studied for the purpose of The Great Invasion. As we got probed under the microscope, like the minuscule beings that inhabit a drop of water, invisible to us, yet lurking in the shadows, calculating, waiting for the opportune moment to pounce on its prey, that was us, back then, but now, after The Battle for The Plant at The Last Stand, we arise the victorious, the triumphant race against our oppressor. There is a story to be told here.
Inspired by:
H.G.Wells
Orson Welles
Jeff Wayne
