This is an SCG3 Special Report with Sam Romero

Good evening, I'm Sam Romero
We continue our special rapport now
On the so-called monster invasion
As of eleven AM today, the president has declared
The nation to be under Marshall law
Reports coming in now indicate that mass hysteria
Continues to spread throughout the globe
It is not yet confirmed by officials what is causing
These horrific events, but it is suggested by certain sources
That these creatures that are now being spotted throughout the world
Are neither human, nor are they wild animals
It is strongly advised that people should stay indoors
And if you encounter one of these beings
Do NOT try to make contact with them
They will attack without warning
Our very own William Tracey in the sky is now reporting

Will?

Sam, we're here hovering over down-town
Where the monsters are litterly swarming the city
The freeways are glocked
There is absolutely no way out of down-town
These creatures, they are incredibly strong
A few minutes ago we saw one actually pick up an SUV
And throw it in a clump of people
And then, zoom in on that, yeah
Are we getting that, it's actually looking at us
It's, it's climbing, it's, no, pull up, pull up, pull up

Will, ehm, we seem to be suffering from technical difficulties
We'll get back to William Tracy
As soon as we get the satellite feed repaired
Hmm, in the meantime
We now go live to Joan Carr at the Hellbender Plaza, Joan?

Sam, I'm standing here with thousands of citizens
The first thing that greeted us
When we drove up was the smell of decomposing flesh
The dead are litterly walking the streets
Aah, even though the people know about the curfew
There is absolutely no trace of police or the military yet
It's understandable that the people feel the urge
To get out of their homes and go look for their loved-ones
They don't know what to do and how to cope with all of this
Aah, something is happening, eehmm, oh my God, run!

We, ehm, seem to be experiencing some more technical difficulties
With Joan as well, so, ehm, I'm just being told
That someone is infiltrating our broadcasts
Eh, are we going off the air?

Good evening, you puny little humans
Don't try to adjust your sat's, we control the transmission
Your deminion of the earth has gone on far too long
You've had your chances, you've blown them all
Now it's time to cut the bullshit
You are a plague, we are forced to take disciplinary action
Behold the sounds that will grind your insides
The sights that will make you blind
Your walls of iron will bend and the seas will run red with your blood
The earth will quake and open its fuming maw swallowing
All the heretics and fools on the wide path to hell
The skies will open with a thunderous raw
My little pets will fly out in swarms that will block the sun
They will kiss the flesh off the bones
Of those who still choose to follow the false prophets
Join us or forever drown in the pit of despair
The Scartic Circle Gathering is now
This is the day of reckoning, this is
The Arockalypse