Host 3

People have been disappearing. And I don't know what I mean for the blue and red lights. I was in contact with a military protected civilian camp over a two-way radio. After talking to them for a few weeks, I knew the military was being pretty damn effective at fending off the headlights. Using a method the colonel wanted to keep quiet for some reason.

They go radio silent a day or two before I get there. When I reached the camp, half the military was gone. The rest of the squadron that was there said that the other half was hand-selected by the higher-ups to be taken elsewhere. But they've never been heard from again. There's another force at work here.

They go radio silent a day or two before I get there. When I reached the camp, half the military was gone. The rest of the squadron that was there said that the other half was hand-selected by the higher-ups to be taken elsewhere. But they've never been heard from again. There's another force at work here.

They go radio silent a day or two before I get there. When I reached the camp, half the military was gone. The rest of the squadron that was there said that the other half was hand-selected by the higher-ups to be taken elsewhere. But they've never been heard from again. There's another force at work here.

I've been monitoring the Twitter chatter for a while, and I can't remain silent for any longer. Because of the nature of my work and the insight I had, both I and my wife had scrubbed social media from our lives a couple years ago. I'm former Air Force communications and intelligence, but that's a few... Just messaging a 14-year-old girl is so funny. You're the only line of resistance we have.

I've been monitoring the Twitter chatter for a while, and I can't remain silent for any longer. Because of the nature of my work and the insight I had, both I and my wife had scrubbed social media from our lives a couple years ago. I'm former Air Force communications and intelligence, but that's a few... Just messaging a 14-year-old girl is so funny. You're the only line of resistance we have.

I've been monitoring the Twitter chatter for a while, and I can't remain silent for any longer. Because of the nature of my work and the insight I had, both I and my wife had scrubbed social media from our lives a couple years ago. I'm former Air Force communications and intelligence, but that's a few... Just messaging a 14-year-old girl is so funny. You're the only line of resistance we have.

But that's a few years removed now. I still know a thing or two, and what I learned in the service did make me a bit of a prepper. Being an early riser in Arizona, I caught what started happening on BBC World News as the veil came down. My wife and I grabbed our bug-out bags. Because the event wasn't nuclear, we headed toward a specific area for refuge. We remained radio silent ever since.

But that's a few years removed now. I still know a thing or two, and what I learned in the service did make me a bit of a prepper. Being an early riser in Arizona, I caught what started happening on BBC World News as the veil came down. My wife and I grabbed our bug-out bags. Because the event wasn't nuclear, we headed toward a specific area for refuge. We remained radio silent ever since.

But that's a few years removed now. I still know a thing or two, and what I learned in the service did make me a bit of a prepper. Being an early riser in Arizona, I caught what started happening on BBC World News as the veil came down. My wife and I grabbed our bug-out bags. Because the event wasn't nuclear, we headed toward a specific area for refuge. We remained radio silent ever since.

It's only my wife, my two-year-old daughter, and myself in a bunker. Made for far more. I can only think that maybe the others, with the same plan, either stayed to keep an eye on the news or try to rescue loved ones. But they weren't ex-military. The siren sounds and you jump. For us, it was the sun never rose that day.

It's only my wife, my two-year-old daughter, and myself in a bunker. Made for far more. I can only think that maybe the others, with the same plan, either stayed to keep an eye on the news or try to rescue loved ones. But they weren't ex-military. The siren sounds and you jump. For us, it was the sun never rose that day.

It's only my wife, my two-year-old daughter, and myself in a bunker. Made for far more. I can only think that maybe the others, with the same plan, either stayed to keep an eye on the news or try to rescue loved ones. But they weren't ex-military. The siren sounds and you jump. For us, it was the sun never rose that day.

We've held up here pretty well, but the lack of radio communications was disheartening. There seemed to be a few ham radio people that managed to hold on to maybe an hour of transmission, but then it quickly went silent. The security cameras told us what we needed to know about the threat. The ships, the strobe light drones, I jokingly called disco clickers to make my wife laugh a little.

We've held up here pretty well, but the lack of radio communications was disheartening. There seemed to be a few ham radio people that managed to hold on to maybe an hour of transmission, but then it quickly went silent. The security cameras told us what we needed to know about the threat. The ships, the strobe light drones, I jokingly called disco clickers to make my wife laugh a little.

We've held up here pretty well, but the lack of radio communications was disheartening. There seemed to be a few ham radio people that managed to hold on to maybe an hour of transmission, but then it quickly went silent. The security cameras told us what we needed to know about the threat. The ships, the strobe light drones, I jokingly called disco clickers to make my wife laugh a little.

The only time we poked our head out of this bunker was when we thought that we saw other people. We have two stage airlock with blast doors that... What the fuck are you talking about?

The only time we poked our head out of this bunker was when we thought that we saw other people. We have two stage airlock with blast doors that... What the fuck are you talking about?

The only time we poked our head out of this bunker was when we thought that we saw other people. We have two stage airlock with blast doors that... What the fuck are you talking about?

They're inside a fucking missile silo. We have two-stage airlock with blast doors that weigh tons. So I knew it was my dumbass. So if I knew my dumbass got killed, my wife and my baby would be safe. Before I even reached the surface, I heard gunfire. The people we saw on camera weren't people anymore. Dealt their fate.