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 054 - c1940s Pooka The Pooka On Halloween night, we set off in our hoods, Undead rabbit zombies, from dark, creepy woods. The Pooka came with us, so furry and sly, With claws sharp as daggers, and beady black eyes. His leathery hands clutched the sacks full of treats, His rabbit ears twitched, and his claws clicked the streets. Each household we knocked, in costumes of fright, Could not see the terror beside us that night. They thought him a kid, in a cool suit of delight But the Pooka from planets far beyond sight, Was no Halloween mask or costume to wear, He was something much stranger—no one was aware. We gathered our sweets, and he grinned without care, As his pointy ears flicked in the cool autumn air. The humans were fooled as they handed us loot, They'll never know he was real; not a kid in a suit.