Encrypted Missives
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This is a work of fiction. Emails, meetings notes and planning documents between non-earth beings and worldwide leaders in business and government. These were downloaded into my computer files without my knowledge. Many are difficult to decipher, perhaps deliberately cryptic. I deleted them twice. They came back. On June 23, 2025, more messages began populating my computer files at an alarming rate and with an alarming warning. For reasons you will see, I am publishing these under a pseudonym. I do not know why I was selected. I do know this: No one is safe.
But clearly, these are a work of fiction.
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