Good Morning, Cody, Wyoming!
It’s a beautiful day here in Cody with highs in the 90s! But more on the weather later. We have a very important message from President Valoria.
Hello, Citizens of the US. I hereby enact martial law. The Meta-Homanid threat has reached peak levels, and until we get it under control, martial law is in place. Curfews have been put in place, and the National Guard will be patrolling the streets. If you come into contact with a meta-hominid, call the number that is flashing across your screen now. More news will be given as the situation progresses. Stay safe, America.
That was three years ago. Things haven’t changed. In fact, they have gotten worse. The raids began a year ago. The National Guard invaded homes, looking for anyone who had the meta gene. Anyone who did? We never saw again. Those who fought back? Were killed.
Rumors spread about what happened to those they took. Some think they were taken out of town and killed. Others think they have been shipped off to concentration camps. They don’t know the true horror behind it.
Metas ran. Some tried to escape the country, only to be caught by border guards. Some have been hidden away by friendly humans. Some disappeared into the wilderness. Rumors say some created encampments just for metas and their sympathizers. No one knows for sure.
I’m on the run, but they are closing in. I can hear their thoughts. They’ve zeroed in on me. I know where I’m going. A laboratory where I will be studied like a lab rat. So here I am making this recording, so if any meta were to find this, they would know what I have learned.
I’ve found some evidence of an encampment. Hidden deep within the Rocky Mountains. Sadly, that’s all I know. I wish I could be more helpful. If you find this message, head to the Rockies. Maybe you’ll have better luck at finding a safe place than I will.
Good Luck Meta!
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Started 07/08/25.
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