Decent Towards the Darkness

Written by:

Ansem Revived

Prologue

August 30, 2250

"This world, this world, this world.   For over millions and millions of years, man has wondered if there was life out there.  There, thorough vast darkness of outer space, on other planets.  During the 1900's, man has imagined these other beings were tiny little men or carnivorous life forms that preyed upon human flesh.  Then the millennia came, our technology advanced to new heights, thus giving us the chance to explore this hypothesis of 'aliens'.  Two hundred and fifty years later, man actually found himself on other planets.  Breathing oxygen.  Drinking water.  TALKING…to other life forms.  We all give thanks to our American frontiersmen of outer space.  The species they came intact with was a race of people, different from us.  But yet…the same!!!  They were humans!  Humanoids to be exact.  They were all hybrids.  A mixture of human cells and feline cells!  They even had they're own galaxy!  That race of aliens…they (if not, almost) were exactly like us, THE HUMANS!!! They even talked in English!  The aliens referred to themselves as 'Ctarl-Ctarl'.  For such a great lifestyle, they had made explorers believe that there were no other races other than humans and the Ctarl hadn't prepared us for our next encounter in the next year.

March 12, 2251

"When I first read the report that the official Frontiersmen of America* that there has been another find, I was completely astonished.   Another Galaxy…unbelievable.  This galaxy was inhabited by a medical wonder.  Lizard-people.  They walked on TWO legs, just like us, warm-blooded humans.  This certainly was something that gave me something to do while I'm in this damned laboratory.  Right now over a corpse of one of these beings, I discovered a fair amount of facts.  They are called Silgrians, from what the Frontiersmen's report stated.  Even though the corpse was well preserved on the trip to Earth, the blood is cool when I cut it.  This solved my problem of their bipedal ways.  Silgrians are evolved form of a certain reptile.  I can't put my finger on which one, though, but I know it's probably extinct by now.  I'll have to ask the Frontiersman to find out for me.  This'll probably cost a lot of money, so I'll need to convince the government to fund the project for me.

"Curse my scientific ways.  But it's my job, so I have to do it.  It puts food on the table.  But I'm going to put in some time to see if I can get some days off.  Working for the US Government is hard work.  Well, anyways, I'm going to see if I can get some days off so I can take a relaxing, well-deserved vacation to Hawaii with my now pregnant wife, Melissa, the most beautiful person in the world, scratch that, the universe.  And plus, I need to get away from my colleagues and labs.  I'm starting to get a rash from them.  James Gillium Parkers signing off."

Videocassette recording found by Space Force unit 81.  Year 2510

*=Frontiersmen of America.  Founded 2155.

Well, I did it, my first prologue for my first story.  Please READ & REVIEW.  FELL FREE TO FLAME ME!!!!!!!!!!!  See ya'll!