Intern’s Log: The Enemy’s First Offensive—The Old Ones Have Returned

  Date: [The Beginning of the End]

  Intern ID: Reynolds, J. (This is what we were afraid of.)

  So.

  It has begun.

  ? The Good Boys sensed it before anyone else.

  ? The extraterrestrials ignored it.

  ? The uplifted species have been preparing for war.

  ? The pandas knew something but wouldn’t say what.

  ? Fallen Star has seen this before.

  But now?

  Now it’s here.

  Because the Old Ones have returned.

  And this?

  This is only the first offensive.

  Phase One: The First Sign—Silence Where There Should Be Sound

  It started with silence.

  ? Entire forests going quiet.

  ? No birds. No insects. No wind.

  ? The air felt wrong.

  I didn’t understand it at first.

  But the Good Boys stopped moving.

  Goldie stood still, ears flicking, waiting.

  Even Bandit, who normally never shuts up, just stared into the distance.

  And then?

  The screams began.

  Phase Two: The First Attack—They Took an Entire Town

  We got the distress call too late.

  An entire settlement—gone overnight.

  ? No bodies.

  ? No debris.

  ? Just… absence.

  The town was still there.

  But it was wrong.

  ? Buildings standing, but feeling abandoned for centuries.

  ? Vehicles rusted beyond natural decay.

  ? Clocks frozen at different times, like reality itself had fractured.

  ? Memories erased—people who should have existed no longer remembered.

  It wasn’t just destruction.

  It was removal.

  They didn’t kill.

  They unmade.

  Phase Three: The Enemy Shows Itself—The Old Ones Return

  The scouts were the first to see them.

  ? Figures in the mist—too tall, too thin, too wrong.

  ? Limbs bending slightly off from how they should move.

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  ? Eyes like depthless voids, looking at something beyond this reality.

  ? Whispers on the wind—not words, but intent.

  And then?

  Then they stepped forward.

  And for the first time in thousands of years…

  The Old Ones returned to claim this world.

  Phase Four: The First Engagement—And Our First Losses

  Goldie gave the order.

  The bears charged first.

  Then the Good Boys.

  Then the pandas.

  We opened fire.

  But the Old Ones did not fall.

  ? Bullets slowed in the air.

  ? Blades rusted before they could strike.

  ? Time itself seemed to stretch and fracture.

  ? The shadows bent—alive, hungry, pulling at the edges of existence.

  And then we realized the truth.

  We were not fighting them.

  We were fighting their reflection—

  A fragment of something so much worse.

  Phase Five: Fallen Star Knew What Was Coming

  The first wave of combatants were falling back.

  The bears, for the first time, hesitated.

  The Good Boys—who feared nothing—were pulling back.

  And then?

  Fallen Star stepped forward.

  No hesitation.

  No fear.

  And when the Old Ones turned to him,

  They stopped.

  And for the first time… they watched.

  Because they remembered him.

  And he remembered them.

  "It was always going to end this way," he muttered.

  Then he drew his blade.

  And the real battle began.

  Phase Six: The War Has Started—There Is No Stopping It Now

  ? The enemy is real.

  ? They do not wage war as we understand it.

  ? They do not kill. They erase.

  ? They are testing us—seeing if we are worthy to exist.

  ? Fallen Star has fought them before.

  But this time?

  This time we are not alone.

  This time we have built something new.

  Something that does not fit into their rules.

  Something that does not belong to the old ways of life and death.

  And if the Old Ones have come to wipe us away?

  Then we will show them why they should be afraid.

  Final Thoughts (The War Has Begun)

  ? The first attack was a test.

  ? The enemy is watching, waiting.

  ? We survived—but barely.

  ? This is only the beginning.

  I don’t know what happens next.

  But I do know this—

  We will not go quietly into the dark.

  End Log.