19/9/96 - CAVEMAN
I was awoken last night by a terrible sound from outside my cave. The sound seemed to be emanating from beyond a dusty ridge. As I listened, the sound became more defined – like the voices of a thousand angels.
I was gripped with a sudden rage. Picking up an ox jaw bone, I scrambled over the ridge, to be confronted by the source of the noise – a rectangular black monolith. Lifting the bone above my head, I smashed the black into tiny pieces. Heh – that showed it good!