Hello there, my name is Rudolf Hitler, i am not a terrorist, i despise my family. I despise war. I work at a radio factory, though i am not quite sure what it is called but it is similar to Bletchley Park, we do the same line of work but we're not involved in any aspect of war, we do what we do for research, for discoveries and for improvement.
Every now and then we pick up strange radio frequencies, we don't get to examine it as much as we want to since we give it to the scientists, but that's basically our job, we're needed here because its our profession, scientists do their science, we do our radios.
A few days ago my crew and i were able to pick up a radio frequency pretty far - space far, it was somewhere near the moon, our scientists were able to examine it and they had no clue what it was, they asked us for more if we could find more.
After the course of 2 weeks we found more, and more, and more. The more we get messages, the clearer and clearer it gets. The last and clearest we got was "Prepare", the message sounded like it was from a human, but at this moment we have no one up there.
After which this discovery was sent to the scientists, all space ops were halted to fund what we are doing.
This work is Fictional, any character, event, place is a work of the author's Imagination, moving on.
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The Alienation of the Moonians
Science FictionRudolf Hitler, a far relative of Adolf Hitler works at a radio factory, picks up a strange frequency from the moon.
