Interesting. Very interesting. You're observing the large purple body that is now orbiting the earth, through your telescope. And that's not to mention the lack of stars, or the sun.

There seem to be black shelled extraterrestrials inhabiting the planets surface - which seems to be covered in large expansive cityscapes.

You jot this down in your NOTEBOOK. Your NOTEBOOK also happens to be the weapon you accidentally assigned to your STRIFE SPECIBUS seven years ago. Luckily - or, quite unluckily, really - you've been living on your own for a while. Your parents passed when you were young. You've been living with your AUNT for most of your life. She's quite sweet, and doesn't much like to engage in STRIFE.

You turn back a tab in your NOTEBOOK, labeled 'METEOR'.

You've been observing the METEOR that lies within a clearing in the forest your aunt's home overlooks for a while now. Very recently, many people have been drawn to the meteor. They have been engaging in... 'interesting' activities. You presume it has something to do with the lack of a sky, and the purple moon.

Speaking of...

You aim your telescope at the meteor.

...Helicopters?

Gunfire!? A body being dragged!?

Ah. You hate to admit it, but your interest is piqued.

You write down your most recent observations, and begin preparations. You don't feel you'll be getting to the meteor easily.

You gear up. You collect HIGH GRADE MILITARY GEAR as a hobby, but you've not really had to ever... USE it. You look like an idiot trying to figure out how to put on or use some of this stuff.

Geared up, ready to go.