uetendorf, Switzerland
Sunday, October 14, 1500 Hours
***
The witnesses standing at the edge of the field were staring in
horrified silence, too stunned to speak. The scene that lay before them was
grotesque, a primeval nightmare dredged up from some deep, dark depths of
primitive man's collective unconscious. Each witness had a different reaction.
One fainted. A second one vomited. A woman was shaking uncontrollably. Another
one thought: i am going to have a heart
attack! The elderly priest clutched his beads and crossed himself. Help ,e fatehr. Help us all. Protect us against
this evil incarnate. We have fully seen the face of Satan. it is the end of the
world. Judgment day has come.
Armageddon is here....
Armageddon... Armageddon...
*** *** ***
Sunday, October 14, 2100 Hours
*FLASH MESSAGE*
TOP SECRETE ULTRA
NSA TO TOP DEPUTY DIRECTOR COMSEC
EYES ONLY
SUBJECT: OPERATION DOOMSDAY
MESSAGE: ACTIVATE
NOTIFY NORAD, CIRVIS, GEPAN, DIS, GHG, VSAF, INS
*END OF MESSAGE*
Sunday, October 14, 2115 Hours
*FLASH MESSAGE*
TOP SECRETE ULTRA
NSA TO DEPUTY DIRECTOR NAVAL INTELLIGENCE 17TH DISTRICT
EYES ONLY
SUBJECT: COMMANDER ROBERT BELLAMY
ARRANGE TEMPORARY TRANSFER THIS AGENCY,
EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY.
YOUR CONCURRENCE IN THE ABOVE IS ASSUMED.
*END OF MESSAGE*
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