Visitors 101 Our most distant cousins have been visiting us for millennia. It is only in relatively recent history since the invention of the camera that their surprisingly friendly visitations have been documented on film. Previously humans relied on written accounts or artistic depictions, some of which we hope to show you should they be released to us soon. However this evidence, when it occasionally surfaces is quickly confiscated or ridiculed and labelled as a hoax, so amazingly these visits remain merely a myth until this day. In dusty boxes hidden in shady museums and secure facilities these pictures are mostly hidden away indefinitely until someone discovers them and is brave enough to leak them onto the internet and into public consciousness. Here is our first batch of pictorial documentation of these visitors throughout the ages. Visitor 048 - c1950s Blob Arnold stumbled through the misty field, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. He had been following the strange reports of livestock disappearing and found himself face-to-face with an amorphous blob, an otherworldly monstrosity that moved with a sluggish, gelatinous intent. The creature's surface shimmered in the sunlight, reflecting an eerie glow as it slithered closer, absorbing everything in its path. With every ounce of his strength, Arnold managed to wrench himself free from the blob's viscous grip. He sprinted across the field, the heavy, wet sounds of the creature's movement growing fainter behind him. As he glanced back, he saw the remains of sheep and cows being dissolved into the blob’s semi-transparent mass, their forms melting away like wax figures under a blowtorch. Breathing heavily, Arnold crouched behind a stone wall, peering over the edge to watch the creature's slow progression. It was insatiable, but its pace was its weakness. Arnold knew he had to warn the nearby village, to rally the people before the blob could reach them. He steadied himself, the horror of what he had witnessed etched into his mind, and prepared to make his way back to safety, the grisly scenes of the field burned into his memory.