Oct. 2002
I do not know if I am growing stronger, or if the humans are growing weaker, but this shell is already showing signs of decaying. Barely a month, and the outer epidermal layer is beginning to peel off.
I have had to speed up my search for a stronger, more suitable host.
Computer scans have recently shown me something I had not believed to be possible. A genestealer. The last of it's kind, it seems. Though we are natural enemies, the genestealers always provided suitable hosts for my people due to the elastic nature of their physical forms. They hunger with a rapacciousness that rivaled even ours. Oh, what battles were fought before the dawn of weak humanity.
Scans have shown the genestealer to be located on a small island in the Carribbean. It seems this island was recently devastated by a rather fierce hurricane. I must look into the rebuilding process. . .
