The silver ship made its way over the desolate desert, landing between two small sandy hills. The ship’s occupants were not explorers from another planet. They were not innocent little green men with big heads and their ship didn’t blurt out musical notes. No, these weren’t inter-gallactic physicians seeking knowledge and understanding of the human race. No, not at all. They were transmorphites, creatures able to change their species in order to survive. They came from a very real place, a very scary place, the kingdom of outer darkness. Yes, outer darkness, a kingdom located beyond the human eye, beyond the grasp of reality, yet, very real....very real, indeed. Brought with the operators of this ship was a herd of dumb humans. Their brains functioned on a childish level, not the complicated minds we know today whatever day you happen to be living in. I write this because I am a distant relative of a member of that herd. You are too but of course you have a choice in believing where your heritage began, but because of this small story I found in the dusty confounds of my attic I am of the belief that Adam and Eve was just a story conjured by an advanced civilization of unbelievers. A civilization not wanting to believe their forefathers and mothers were a simply a herd of animals brought here from Hell. Jerico Bach and his newly found friends will tell you, if they could that is, there is more to our existence than that which is universally accepted. They discovered the thin line between sanity and insanity.