Fox Mulder

[The voice of Mulder comes on, complete with the sound of him chewing gum.]

If you knew the meaning of existence, but had no way to decipher it, what would you do? Hypothetically. [This whole thing is DRIVING HIM CRAZY. Having the ultimate answer right there just out of reach does that to him.]

You know... for all my experience with psychics, the occult, and astrological phenomena in general... I've rarely seen it be this accurate. Or, for that matter, this specific. Even the good psychics will often tell you that their predictions are open to interpretation. The bad psychics just make it up as they go along. I've met some of both.

Though I'd suggest following any horoscopes that include warnings... that could at least minimize any damage. Yes, Scully, I also mean you. Follow it exactly if you're warned of impending doom. Otherwise, I guess we just have to ride this out and watch for signs of the predictions coming true. At least they don't all seem to be dangerous? Horoscopes are meant to be an insight into the future, after all, for good or bad. They're a way of learning what's in store based on your zodiac sign and the current planetary alignment. Of course the Malnosso have to twist it into their own warped version...

...by the way, are there any experts on goats or farm animals out there? I'd like to ask some questions if you can spare a few minutes.

[The first day, his room had been just like his office back home. Nice and cozy, and made him miss it. But on day two, Mulder wakes to discover that his room is an Antarctic... paradise. His teeth are chattering like mad as he goes off to head out.]

It's f- -f- freezing in here. I hope I still have all my toes, I haven't bothered to count. And m- my c- closet is now an entrance to a top secret base, but I can't open the damn thing! I keep wondering if I can get into it, would I still be able to find anything? I know it's not really home, but if it's an exact replica...

...By the way, if anyone comes across a shape-shifting, dark haired man, DON'T SHOOT. This is important. I've already encountered a couple of them, there may be more. I- Shit, I've got to run-

[Following days: Until the final day of the event, Mulder will be running around town in pursuit of Alien Bounty Hunters who appear to have quite literally invaded Luceti. He's noticeably not carrying his gun although he's got it on him since he knows there's other stuff around. Instead he's wielding this pointy steel weapon.]

[Fox is still out and about investigating, putting all of his nifty equipment to good use as he's dealing with the recent appearance of the monsters. When he finally takes a break, it's to catch up with things in general as well as family.]

This might sound like a weird idea, but has anyone managed to capture or otherwise contain one of those beasts? Whatever they are, they could potentially be worth studying. I know I'd find the added information valuable for the S-Files. [The "S" standing for shift, of course- this stuff has always interested him a great deal.]

Beasts and the strangely vivid dreams... I wonder if these things are connected, and if so, how? I mean, it can't be a coincidence they're appearing at the same time, right? The dreams themselves are still troubling. Last night's felt like it was really happening.

[Filtered to family- Jonathan, Andrew (?), ...and yes, even Squall]

How are all of you holding up? You'd better not have gotten yourselves taken away anywhere in all of this mess.