Around first light on March 30, 1997, an odd grouping of unknown pictographs appeared upon my computer screen. After some days of intense cryptographic analysis, the symbols were finally translated as follows:
Come my darling children
It's time for you to die
Friends wait behind the comet
In their spaceship in the sky.
So eat your tasty pudding
Put a purple shroud upon your head
And don't forget your suitcase
You'll need it when you're dead.
Edwin F. Kagin
Last updated: 9 January 2005