Believe what you will believe. The ending draws near, and soon you will all be gone from the face of earth.  Ages come and go. And so will this age, just like the rest of them.  The truth is out there, but not even the government knows the truth. Not even the men who is behind the governement does not know the real thruth.  I give to you know the opportunity to do something with the last years of your lifes in this world. Sooner than expected this world will be unmade, and a new born. And you will not be there, but another race that will be superior to the rest.  Some things will allways be here, things like those who controll you.  But you will never know who they are, but they are everywhere.  Have you sometimes had the feeling of someone watching you, but there is no-one there?  Well then you are one of the lucky ones, who are being watched over. And cared for. As said: you lucky few, our band of brothers.