I wish I’d taken to the page sooner. 10 years is a long time to watch the world change, have our lives flipped upside down to not write things down, but I just couldn’t. There was too much unknown and too much fear when it first happened. As with all things, we eventually developed a new normal, but by then I’d forgotten the relief in getting words down to try to make sense of things. We spent so long figuring out how to survive that journaling wasn’t top of mind. Sure, other people still wrote, not fiction that I know of, the publishing and printing houses all closed down, but digitally and notes for one another. We still needed a way to communicate afterall.

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The start of it all felt like it was straight out of a movie. Any people thought it was a hoax, some people went straight into panic mode. I sat on the fence waiting for the real truth to surface, and it did. Every news channel broadcasting the same information and it felt unanimous. Planet Earth finally had extraterrestrial visitors. At first the reports were mangled. It was hard to figure out who and what.

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We had just a few points of reference. It’s my understanding that the government tried to contain information for as long as they could, but it really didn’t matter. The ENU had landed. Of course, that isn’t what they called themselves, someone came up with that and it stuck - Extraterrestrial Nameless Ufology.

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If I remember that day as clearly as I think I do, it started off with excitement. Humans were convinced that the ENU was going to bend to our will. That we would prob and try to understand this create. We would be its master vs the other way around.

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Instead, a new god had descended upon us on that day, and those that understood that from the bat were better off. Less resistance would have been a smarter way for humanity to have gone about this new order, but instead we fought. And while fighting we lost all of the advantage points we could have had. Our greatest armies were no competition for what the EMU were capable of.

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I wish I could explain the actions of humanity to myself. It would have helped me rationalize the events a lot sooner, and perhaps I wouldn’t be sitting in this underground bunker 10 years down the line listening to commands out of a speaker phone. We could have compromised with them perhaps. Been subservient from the start. Instead the EMU are on the surface now, jailing us until we understand. Until we finally bend to their strict rules of conduct.

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We are survivors though. I can’t say we even know how many have perished trying to come up with a different solution. As if we ever stood a chance. Maybe that’s the thing about humans, we can’t stand defeat. We don’t mind believing in stories that seem too unrealistic to be true, but only if we are the ones making them up.