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For the few uninformed, I leave these messages. The world is ending. Every day, more of these strange objects strike Earth. They dig deep into the ground, and vanish, leaving behind massive caverns.
The government told us not to go in there; you should do the same.

These things, what the hell are they?
They're monsters, but they have human features, and can speak human languages. Did they come from the meteorites?
They aren't killing us, but...
How disgusting.

I can't keep hiding here, I'm running out of food. I can't escape, though! These damn things just won't go away! Do they know I'm here?
My gut's telling me yes.

Alright, I've got everything I need packed up. I don't have much in terms of self-defense, but I have no choice.
I have to get of of here.

KRRRZT-FUCK!
I was cornered. I managed to escape, but not unharmed.
It... it reached inside of me! Passed right through the meat! Then, it wrapped its cold hands around my spine, smiling like a maniac! I managed to shake her off, and hide in this restaurant. I'm still feeling chills. Maybe a little rest will calm me down.

I can't stop thinking about that close encounter. The feeling of her cold fingers coiling around my backbone has yet to dissipate. No matter how many tablecloths I wrap myself in, I can't seem to warm up.
Am I truly cold? I wish I had someone who could tell me.

It's only getting colder. I turned the oven on, and left it open, but I haven't felt any heat come out of it. What the hell is happening to me?

I can see them looking at me through the window. They don't even wear clothes. How barbaric. But, their torsos are so pleasant. Such ample breasts.
Oh my.
I'm going to take a short rest.

It feels so nice and warm, I think my brain's gonna melt.
They're all watching. They seem so enthralled.
More, I need more warmth.

They're speaking in such a lewd tongue.
Splendid.
More, give me more...

It's not working. It doesn't feel good. It doesn't feel warm.
They're showing me everything, and speaking such wonderful words, but I can't get it to work again. Can they help?
Can she help?
Hey, I remember you.
Do you miss me?