An LSF agent sat back on his chair puffing his pipe.
He had seen a bit of the message to get the just before it was wiped out by the mass deletion.
Perhaps his superiors could do with a hand, he carefully layyed the pipe down, opening his draw he went through his various disguises, he settled on a read haired wig, beard and mustache.
With that he learnt over the computer console, he leaned close to the camera.
---opening transmission
---frequency: same as return.
---video feed
---un-encrypted
*a panicked and stricken man appears on screen, the image flutters as he peers at the camera in mixed fear and apprehension*
*he peers over his shoulder before he speaks*
Nomads?
NOMAD?! You trying to cover up the real threat here mister *he adds this with relish branishing his finger at the camera*.
*he lowers his tone conspirataly*
Its the Xenos. THEY ARE ALIENS!
*he hyperventilates a little*
I saw one! With my own eyes! Well, nicki showed me this picture and nicky is always right ALWAYS!
They are coming, nicki told me, they have....
*he lowers his voice again*
Eyes....
Everywhere *he says gesturing with his arms*..
*he turns to the camera again with a manicial gleam in his eye*
THEY AFTER ME! *he puts a hand over his face and sobs*
I don't know why nicki they just are *he says this to the ceiling*
No! Nicki is right! She lives in my cupboard! ALL THE CUPBOARDS ARE CONNECTED! That's how she learns this stuff *he nods at the camera sagely*
BEWARE THE XENO'S! THEY GONNA KILL US ALL! *he yells this, his arms spread wide looking over his shoulder in alarm*
--- transmission closed.
The agent sat back again, removing the disguise he replayed the message to himself. Satisfied he hit transmit.
With that he picked up his pipe. Disapointed that it had gone out he left his office looking for someone with a lighter.