Yesterday was the summer solstice. The longest day of the year.
We got something.
All that lost video - well, actually, most of it is still lost. But yesterday, at around six in the afternoon, Curry Fan dug deep enough into the systems and pulled out a file. The tape's timestamp was for six o'clock exactly. It lasts for about ten seconds. It starts out in complete blackness. Cuts to the moon. Didn't look like a familiar area to me, but I haven't been on the moon. Someone else has, apparently.
Yeah, that's right. Some fucker was standing on the fucking moon. Or that's what it looked like, anyway. Camera didn't give a clear shot, so it honestly seemed more like an ink smear than a person. But I could've sworn that it was some guy wearing a suit.
And fucking Nosemeal's praying for salvation.
Red October, over and out.
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