It's cold on what one could call earth, or at least that's what others tell me it was once called. After being awaken by a small flying pyramid and told that I have the ability to change the course of humanities future I was left alone and confused. Soon after I shook off the feelings from once being a rotten skeleton in the desert, I quickly gathered my thoughts and pushed on into my new destiny. <--- (see what I did there?!) I was use to fighting, it was my whole life before my death. I was part of a scout unit in the military, fighting radicals and rebels in the countryside. But this time things seemed different. I was ambushed by what I can only explain as a giant bug, possibly of a cockroach origin. They were tough, and used the darkness to their advantage, but their advantage was short lived as I cut them down with a rifle I found laying up against a box, a rifle that looked much like my old one, the rifle I called Bertha. I was amazed that after so many years it still worked, let alone shot straight and never jammed. After taking on these new enemies, my vision went black, and I was hit with the vision of a [b]caterpillar[/b]. After a few moments I collected myself, and my vision came back after I reset myself. What was that? What did it mean? Do others see this creature? Little did I know there really was no one who could answer, or even care.... I cruised the new terrain, familiar to me from my past, yet new from the course of time. I jumped into a cave to try to find more supplies, suddenly my mind blacked out once again. A heard of cow, also known as [b]cattle[/b]. What are these animals doing inside my mind? What are they trying to tell me? Once more I reset my mind, collected my bearings and continued on. I began to run into more and more enemies. They were relentless, and so were my visions of animals. I finally found a base, I used it as a temporary outpost and tried to contact someone, anyone that could help explain these animal themed blackouts...... I dialed in a frequency that I remembered from my past, a frequency for Microsoft Base. After hours of trying, waiting, and frustration, I heard a voice. Was this an angel? I didn't know, and was ready to find out. This person on the other end of the radio seemed to not understand anything I was talking about, as kept saying that it was in my mind, and that it should subside. They wanted to try and analyze the issues I was suffering. First they wanted me to open my ports, so I walked through that pain, a terrible painful operation, still seeing these animals, then they wanted me to deleted the memory of my mind, and start "new". I wipe everything I had, and tried to start clean... Still baboons, caterpillars and canaries, after hours and hours of radio communication with no help I felt like I was just talking a robot repeating a line for line questionnaire of bullshit. Alone I still was.. To be continued.....