They came in the night, a large contingent of armed, heavily armored human-looking soldiers. They destroyed a nearby force of our people and killed those who were still vulnerable. We quickly organized a defense of our location and fought back the invaders. While two were attempting to escape the area, one of our most capable warriors was captured. While under questioning, he told us that their main source of food and more was indeed the ongoing carbon cycle on Earth. We believed that this was a fabricated information, as we had thick documentation of the ability of humans to survive in the intense cold of space also. However, it did seem possible that they could be able to survive on other worlds with the proper amount of atmosphere. We also found many other thriving planets in other systems they explore, high in radiation and temperature.
We immediately tried to make contact with the state department and have their resources to find the planet they hid. We believe that the information against us is false to draw us out the planet and get the resources to survive on the planet. Of course we have no proof yet, but they also have tried to create many other real and fake news stories to make us look foolish, or have led to some harsh laws against us in all sorts of areas. We believe that they have made us appear ridiculous and fearful of our very selves. They have also suggested we move from this planet, now that they have proved that humans can survive the lethal levels of radiation on other planets.
I am certainly a coward. I believed it was too much for us. We sought our state department for advice to no avail. The state department did not want to send any government people to deal with something as bizarre as that. They also wanted me to point out something to them, but I am not credible or trusted enough with these people and I have no desire to have these people think I am an incompetent fool.
I am a fighter, but I know it is foolish to combat against an enemy. They have planes, which we cannot fly. They have powerful weapons and know how to use them. We have very primitive weapons and brawn. I am a responsible man and do not mind dying for the sake of our world, but I am not foolish enough to go out with a few hundred of us to try to kill them.
I sought the advice of some of our leading scientists and specialists. They showed me the research papers on how humans could survive the exile from Earth on other worlds with enough food and air to survive. This is hideous and we must not perpetuate this anymore. It would seem that our future is inevitable and we must use it to our advantage.
The only question is whether to work with them or fight them. I could see no fighting them, not that we would succeed. At the same time, I could not offer myself as food to them. I could see no other way to put an end to this endless cycle of them trying to take us over.
I made plans to get myself and my most trusted officers in the position of being captured. We were to place ourselves in a situation where they would believe they could capture us. This is the first time they came to this area and they were looking for new contacts to help them find us. I saw this as a chance to put an end to their domination attempts against us.
We waited until they found us. We fought a fight that we knew we would lose, but we knew better than anyone what the humans were like. We fought in a way that would seem as we were putting up a big fight and they would be proud they finally beat us.
The end result is that they have me in their custody. They saw what I have in my home. My home is a type of prison, just as my being a prisoner is a prison. I have no way to fight the future. I cannot overturn this future. There is no fighting those who have control over our resources, government, and very lives. I will not offer myself up as their next meal.
They have me in a very isolated place, as I have already written to you in my last. They have a place built to hold very dangerous creatures and have me here, being treated as a lower being. They have built large walls to hold me inside and a roof over the small room I may stay in for now. However, I do not know much about those who have me and how long I will be here for. I am kept in a very small, bare room with a sleeping pad, a sleeping bag, and a pillow. There is no food, no water, and no doctor care. I will wait for food, water, or any help from the outside like provisions or water from outer space to come my way. I need to escape this prison cell and soon. I am being held as bait. I am not going to allow them to think they have me under their control. I have some abilities that I hope to use to escape. However, I will not allow myself to become the next meal of the aliens.
I am a coward. I have let many things get me into this position, but I have always been a good man, a moral man, and a moral choice. I have always been of the opinion that we should do things to our benefit. They do not want to stop the Earth, but destroy the Earths ozone layer.
