Midmorning Dew

Chaos, pure chaos. War is waging in America, and the president has just been assassinated. I'm not sure where I am anymore, maybe Washington. My boyfriend, Max Brooks, dropped me off here a month ago, then he traveled on to war to help fight. Most would assume we are fighting another country, or even continent would be more believable than what's really happening here in America. Actually it's quite the opposite of our normal wars, the other countries are on our side, fighting with us, not against us. No one knows what we are fighting, and I know it sounds crazy, but we've never seen anything like it. They aren't from here, earth. They are different, much different, and can kill any man with a touch of their hand. Solders have to wear protective suits, so that the creatures can't touch them. The government holds several hundred captive in underground rooms. They do tests on them, to try and figure out what they are and what their weakness is. Some say they look just like us, humans, but they all have a tattoo of an 'X' on their left wrist. Others say they look like ravenous creatures, with arched backs, and scales on their hands and feet. And walk like animals. But I've seen them, and the latter is quite wrong. They do look like humans, with tattoos on their wrists, and they are beautiful people. They would certainly fit the title of otherworldly beauty. The government says that people with 'X' tattoos started showing up about a year ago, but they weren't killing then, it's almost like they've been waiting, for something.