David House is a human who resides in the capital village of a domain known as Oregon, a cool, cloudy, rainy region of a developing world called Earth. This planet is located in one of the backwaters of the galaxy, orbiting an unremarkable sun in one of the Milky Way’s minor outer belts of stars.
His series of novels and short stories about secret human contact with an advanced civilization is no cause for concern at this time. However, House’s subsequent books will receive further scrutiny for evidence of extraterrestrial knowledge.
The author’s low-wage job in public affairs for a government agency makes him particularly vulnerable to financial enticement. He might write anything – passing it off as “speculative fiction” – in exchange for a few kilograms of gold. If necessary, the author will be acquired for interrogation and perhaps erasure of any sensitive information from his memory.
But thus far, no one on Earth is taking him seriously, and that is just as well.