Chapter 1

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I never trusted those damn Greys. Something about those black doll eyes and round heads of theirs gave me the creeps. Deep in my gut, I knew they were trouble. They said they came here to live among us in peace and help us develop better technology, but that all seemed too good to be true. And it turns out it was.

My name is Detective Derek Morrow. Well, ex-Detective, anyway. I sit here in a hideout deep underground, far away from my native San Francisco, on the run from the law. You're probably wondering how I got here, aren't you? Well, pull up a chair.

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