June 8th, AD 2101
Some say it's hard to believe. That it's all happening too fast. I think that the signs were all too obvious. First came that guy. Oh, he was crazy for sure. Ranting about his Lord's "final peace" and some smeg. Last thing he told us before he moved on to the next town was to be on our guard: War was beginning.
Then came the floods. I worked in the dam. I was on-shift when it broke, so I knew what happened. My best friend, he doesn't speak much English, mind, told me just before it broke, "Somebody set up us the bomb!". He got his point across. I rushed to see what was going on, but it was too late. The dam exploded, and flooded the valley.
Why am I saying all this? Well in case anyone picks this book up, I hope they get the signal I'm trying to convey. He is at fault for this... for all of this. "What!", you may say. "You haven't the evidence!", you may rebuke... and you may be right. But I know he's at fault.
When we turned on the main screen back at the dam, once we got the power back in order... we saw him. "It's you!!", my friend cried out, but it was a recording. I will recite to you, the reader, what the recording said: "How are you gentlemen!!", the recording began, innocently enough. "All your base are belong to us!", he said, in horrible, broken English. "You are on the way to destruction.", it continued, becoming ominous. "What you say!!", asked my friend, clearly unaware that it was pre-recorded and dubbed over. "You have no chance to survive make your time!", were his final words. A taunt. Followed by horrible laughter; "Hahaha."
June 9th, AD 2101
We're going to launch a counter-offensive. Those zombies won't know what hit 'em. We've perfected our secret weapon -- we call it the "Zig". They're calling me now. "Captain!". Heh. Never thought I'd hear that. I know exactly what I'm going to say. "Take off every Zig!", I'll say. "You know what you're doing. Move! Zig!". I might even finish it off with a heroic, "For great justice!"...