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There's a little ball that floats in space with some tiny specs called the human race. As we observe from the nerve endings fixed to our brains, it appears that we're not the first to invade. Who pointed these missiles with earth as their aim? It may sound insane but from what we've determined, it's Earth versus the Earthmen. With arms extended across the skies, planning for the planet to be pulverized. Let's go back home. Turn this ship around because what goes up must come down.