Memory transcript Harry Munslow, British PM

[Standardised Human Time]

Date: 11 of September/ Year: 2025/ Time: 4 am

“Greetings humanity and welcome to the federation” exclaimed the alien. I had so many questions. what was the federation? what species was It? how was it speaking my language? It continued “many of you might be confused even angry that’s understandable coming from primitives”. My heart dropped. That one word told me all I needed to know. Whatever came next what ever happened it was not going to be good. Looking around the room I saw that many of the others were equally concerned by the choice of language.

Now that I looked closely the alien’s features became clear, it was shorter than an average human by a few feet. It had a dog like appearance, with large floppy ears like a cocker spaniel. Its fur colouration was a dark brown.

It continued once more, “The federation is a galactic council and is a group of prey species, we care about others and the herd, this might be an odd concept to you, but I assure you we will help you to learn our ways and to aid in throwing off your predatory behaviour. No longer must you destroy to live, to eat flesh, we are here to save you. You have nothing to fear.

I could sense the atmosphere in the room. People were getting uneasy. The more this creature spoke the more my apprehension increased. predatory behaviour what the fuck was that supposed to mean, and what’s this about being predators? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON! Fear and apprehension turning into rage at this thing’s derogatory language and rhetoric.

Nevertheless, it continued with its spiel. “My name is Randol, and my species is called the Farsul, I am in charge of this uplift process. However, seeing as you are split into hundreds of tribes, we have decided to uplift each of you separately, the liaisons and ambassadors assigned to you will be making contact shortly. Until we meet again”, and just like that the video cut off.

The room was deathly silent, you could hear a pin drop. Then Sam broke the silence “…well…shit”. With this the room burst into pandemonium once again. “What do they mean by predator?”. “I told you this was bad news!”. I once again attempted to calm people down, “everyone, everyone settle down this is no time to panic”. However, my desperate pleas for calm were being drowned out by the incessant arguments.

Luckily, Sam noticing this moved quickly. He slammed his fist onto the table THUMP. “Everyone SHUT UP!” at this the room quickly quieted down. I looked over and thanked Sam before continuing with what I was going to say.

“Everyone please let’s do this like professionals. Let’s remember these are aliens with culture and customs completely unknown to us. Let us not jump to conclusions. I am sure this is just a complete misunderstanding”. But what if it’s not said the voice in the back of my head. what if they are here to change us. but change us to what? asked another thought. The implication of that question chilled me to the bone. I have a bad feeling about this.

“SIR” my head snapped up to locate the voice. It was Sean again. “Yes?” I replied. “Sir the G7 is having a video meeting should we join it?”. At this I sat up a little, “yes join it we need to see how the others are reacting”. The main screen quickly changed to show several rooms filled with advisors and generals of the different countries.

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“Ah Harry welcome” came the greeting from the German chancellor Hans Schrödinger “we have just started the meeting, China and India have also joined us”.

“Greetings” I replied, “so how is everyone reacting to these…revelations?” I asked. The French president Mark Harmon responded, “I suggest we go a long with what this federation suggests besides what is the alternative?”

“He has a point” came the reply from the Indian Prime minister. “What can we do against these people. Either we comply and do so of our own free will or we resist, and I have no doubt that they will force us to comply and change us to their strange ways”.

So, I guess we are going to have to go along with what this federation wants to do to us. The thought made me uneasy. but what if they do not have pure intentions what if they exploit us or take what is not theirs? … then what? “I have a suggestion” I announced to the meeting. “Whatever happens for better or worse we cannot afford to be divided as that is how we fall. So, we should continue these meetings and organise proper responses to whatever these people have in store for us. Also, they cannot know about this who knows how they will react”.

“Agreed” came the reply from Hans this was followed up by the other leaders agreeing as well to the proposal. In the corner of my eye, I saw Sean signalling me. Muting the call, I looked over to him. “What is it?”

“Sir we are getting a call from our ambassador to the UN”, said Sean “They are saying it’s the federation ambassadors sent to uplift us.”

Glancing up at the screen I saw that many others were seemingly getting the same message. I quickly unmuted myself “we are going to have to cut this short, resume this meeting tomorrow?”

“Yes” replied Hans “we should have much more to talk about after this”.

Nodding I quickly hung up and accepted the new call from our UN ambassador. However, as the call loaded, I was not greeted with my ambassador’s face but instead of 3 aliens. “Greetings prime minister, my name is ambassador Darlin”. The greeting coming from a bright blue bird at the front of the 3 aliens, she was about the same size as the Farsul from earlier. She had a short sharp beak like a eagle. Two small 3 fingered claws stuck out from the top of her folded wings.

…Something is wrong here. They seem … scared? it was hard to tell but sure enough the bird and its friends were shaking. The one on Darlins left looked like it was about to faint. It looked kind of like a bipedal sheep. It had a long tail and thick fur all over its body except for the face which had much thinner fur. Similar to the other aliens, it large orange eyes were situated on the sides of the head. It also seemingly had no nose. A long tail flicked violently behind it.

The other which kind of looked like a big spider, with 8 legs and a large head with even bigger pitch-black eyes. The spider looking alien was smaller than Darlin only coming up to her shoulder.

Nevertheless this Darlin continued “M..My friend on the right is ambassador Krilla” before then pointing to the spider. “And this is ambassador Vindal before pointing to the alien that looked suspiciously similar to a sheep.

“Greetings ambassadors, I would introduce myself, but you seem to already know me” I replied whilst smiling broadly attempting to break the ice. As soon as I began to smile Vindal dropped to the floor like a bag of potatoes, having clearly fainted. Immediately I stopped smiling, had I done something wrong??, oh god this is going to be a tarnish on future relations if I made one of the ambassadors faint, have I ruined everything? SHUT UP.

This was no time to spiral. “Is everything ok?” I asked a concerned look on my face.

“Y-Yes” replied Darlin “I apologise for my friends here they are just feeling a bit ill”.

That was a lie, plain as day. “I see” I responded. “I apologise if I have caused any distress, would it be better if we meet in person, video calls are only so good, and I would like to get down to business”.

“of-of course” said Darlin. They are clearly getting more stressed I hope it’s not because of me.

“perfect” I replied cheerily “my ambassador at the UN will send you the coordinates for RAF Dunlow, then we will fly you directly to London. I look forward to a meeting in person.”

“L-L..Likewise” came the response from Darlin and just like that the call ended.

I looked over to Sean “what the fuck was that?” I said bewildered.

Sean looked over to me “….I think they were…scared”.