I SIT HERE DRENCHED IN THE BLOOD OF ONE OF THE NATIVES. WE CAPTURED THE LAND AND HIS MIND WITH OUR ALTERED EDUCATION, IT WORKED LIKE AN ANAESTHETIC, OR BETTER, A SEDATIVE. HE PONDERED ON WHETHER OR NOT HE IS HUMAN WHILE WE BEGAN PLOUGHING HIS SOIL. HE AWOKE FROM HIS DAYDREAM, TO OUR AMAZEMENT, WE THOUGHT WE HAD HIM FOILED. HE RALLIED HIS MEN, THEY DID NOT HESITATE. I WILL GIVE IT TO THEM, THEY ARE ARMOURED WITH THE BRAVERY AND THE STRENGTH OF A THOUSAND APES. BUT IT WAS TOO LATE, WE SLAUGHTERED THEM FROM A DISTANCE, AND TOOK CONTROL OF THEIR CHILDREN, WIVES AND MAIDS. SPEAKING OF CHILDREN, HOW GOES OUR SWEET DAUGHTER ROSE? I MISS HER DEARLY AND I LOOK FORWARD TO EMBRACING HER WITH FATHERLY LOVE WHEN THIS WAR COMES TO A CLOSE.