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Epilogue: Roswell, New Mexico, 2010 AD.
       The remains of an alien spaceship lay stacked with bizarre carelessness against one wall of a large airplane hangar. They had been pushed aside several weeks ago to make room for a project of far greater importance. On a circular platform near the center of the large building sat the results of the new research, two narrow tripods of metal attached to a computer console with several bands of thick, muticolored cable.
       The scientists who worked on this project were no longer attending to their duties. Instead they lay on the floor at awkward angles, their bodies for the most part burned beyond recognition. From a few of the less well charred bodies, blood spread over the white linoleum of the floor.
       In the midst of all this carnage, a single figure walked along with odd, calm grace. Behind the head of this one person, a black pyramid floated, occasional shooting a laserbeam from one of it's corners at various computer monitors that flickered with mindless static, causing them to shatter in a rain of burning glass and plastic.
      Had there been any other survivors of this slaughter, they could have gotten a good look at this peculiar individual as he passed under a red exit light leading to the passage into the outside world. It was a man with dark black hair cut in a buzz style, and wearing an impeccably pressed white lab coat, complete with holographic identification badge. A man whose face was twisted into a nearly demonic expression of rage and hate.
       A very tall man.

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