It is the second hour of my struggle. The battle continues. They are nowhere, but they are everywhere... how does one go on? As soon as I pinpoint them, they disappear, their mocking cries reaching me from hideously close to me. I take them down, but their trickery and illusions keep me from truly defeating them. Just when I think them dead, they appear again, taunting me with their hideous cries and blasphemous songs.
I suspect that their technology includes invisibility, cloning, near-immortality, secret languages, and long-distance communication through biotechnological units, amongst other things. They will be a tough foe, but I shall not abandon my valiant struggle.
Long live freedom!