It was in those days that man destroyed himself much as he had destroyed his Earth. They ran amuck and forced injections of illness upon themselves. Some rebelled and then began the vaccine war. Millions died. If not by the war, then by the vaccine. The High of the Earth gathered at their Temple of the Georgia Guidestones. There they paid bounty for each man-hide brought to them to burn upon their altar.

The Priests praised each who had died and those that slaughtered them. Yet never did a Priest die or High of the Earth be slaughtered. They did not hear, but in Heaven the voices of the murdered cried out for vengeance, “How long, Oh Lord, until you judge the inhabitants of the earth and avenge our blood?”

On Earth they continued the slaughter, killing all they could find. Child and Mother alike perished. The High of the Earth said then to reduce them further, for 500 million was too much. And so the servants of the High and of the Priests, who themselves were servants, went forth and took more man-hides for which an increasing bounty was paid.

In that day the old were not found upon the Earth, for all had perished. “But keep the young”, said the High of the Earth. “Their blood shall prolong us and we shall drink it; their youth is a pleasure to our sight, and being young they may labor for us.”

Then soon there was none but the High of the Earth and the young. Even the Priests and all their hunters of man-hides had been slain on account of the High of the Earth. So shocked were the Priests and their hunters to find themselves numbered not among the living but among the dead. Those that laughed and rejoiced in the vaccine were long dead and no one remembered them. The young had no knowledge but what they were given by the High of the Earth and so knew not what had happened.

The young bowed down before the ancient High of the Earth. Their blood was sacrificed, their bodies taken in lust or by harsh labor and the High of the Earth consumed the young. These were the final days of man.