
The Omega File
By
CSquared



Prologue:

Dominic Polinsky was awoken on Saturday morning by the doorbell. Bleary-eyed, he looked out of his window to see the postman standing there. Grumbling under his breath, he stomped downstairs, throwing on his dressing gown as he went. He opened the door violently, and growled, This had better be bloody worth it... waking me up at ten to seven o fucking clock in the morning on a Saturday....

The postman, a little taken aback, stuttered a little as he replied, Uh... I h-have a package for you... sign here please? Dom blinked a few times, and snatched the clipboard from the postmans hands, who cowered. This was hardly surprising, as Dom *was* over six feet tall. Four inches, to be exact. He roughly handed the clipboard back, took his package, and slammed the door behind him. Dumping the parcel on his kitchen table, he pulled an envelope off the front. Written in large letters on it were the words READ THIS FIRST.

He opened the envelope and unfolded the paper he found within. Tired, he read aloud to himself. Dear Dom, Ive known you for what, seven years, now? In that time, weve had some fun, right? Now, I also know how *incredibly* curious you are... but promise me, you wont open this package until you get a call from me? Or, alternatively, when the world really... uh... goes to shit. At least, thats the term Ive been told to use. Youll know when it happens. Oh, by the by - and this shouldnt give anything away... make backups, huh? Of anything you want to keep. Seriously. Yours, Elias.

Dom grunted, crumpled up the letter, and flung it at the bin. He then proceeded to stomp back upstairs and flop into bed. He was asleep in seconds.
