Today we had a visitor in our house. It was absolutely fascinating. It spoke in a language completely alien to us, and didn't seem to know we were here. We tried to communicate, of course. But we seemed to scare the poor creature more than interest it.

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Update: the creature is stronger than we originally thought. It tore up an awful lot of the house—the floorboards, the wallpaper, even some of the roof tiles. I don't think we'll be able to fix the damage.

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The situation has gotten worse. The creature has attracted some of its friends to assist it in ruining our house. If they didn't know about us before, they certainly do now. I think we might have to relocate.

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The creatures can excrete poison! Some of us are dead already; the rest are fleeing fast. What did we do to deserve this kind of treatment? They were the ones that invaded our house. But then again... these are simple creatures. Despite being quite large, they don't seem to have the same mental complexities that we do.

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Some of us are admittedly more intelligent than the others. One of us figured out how to read their language!

On the large white construction that seems to have mysteriously appeared in front of our house, a sign reads: Termite Extermination Services.

We don't know what this means, but it seems to relate to us in some ominous way.