User blog:Joeaikman/Wiki: Apocalypse - The Nation

The camera is shaking, and in the hands of a man with long, sweaty hair. He is running down a dark corridor, but trying to do it quietly. He runs into a room and cowers in the corner, before looking into the camera.

???: Is there anyone out there? You have to help me if you can hear this. Save me. I- My name is Atem. They- They got my wife.

There is the sound of something from elsewhere in the building, but Atem doesn’t respond. He just gulps.

Atem: They don’t stop. They don’t stop coming. They like women the best. Children, too. They let me go, but it was all for the hunt. They’ve been following me, and now they are coming in for the kill. You have to help me.

The sound of creaking floorboards can be heard from nearby. He runs his hands through his hair, and shakes his head.

Atem: There’s too many of them. Five or six, I think. You can’t fight them. You can’t outrun them. They always catch up. They always get you. Please. Please. Somebody has to be listening. Somebody else has to be out there.

The sound from the corridor is getting louder. Atem’s voice is little more than a hushed whisper by now.

Atem: Oh God. Oh God. They are here. Pieter. That’s what their leader is called. I know some of the others, too. Kevin and Bantus, and Axel. He’s the worst of them.

The door creaks behind him, and Atem starts to cry.

Atem: You have to help me. Please. They call themselves the Nation. You have to save me. Please save me.

Something grabs him and he is suddenly pulled away. The camera falls on its front, and static takes over the screen, but Atem’s screams can still be heard, and then they stop. Silence. Death.

Three words appear on the screen in a slow fade.

Meet. The. Nation.