Once upon a time there was a group of men — back then it was almost all men — who could see clearly and who were willing to take responsibility to do what needed doing. They were called Delta Green. However, while doing what needed to get done, they did it wrong. Hence, Delta Green no longer exists. Officially, anyways. Not the way it did in the old days.

We still see, and we still do what needs to get done, only today if we get caught doing what needs to get done, we’ll be doing time. Because no one in their right mind is ever going to believe what needs to get done.

What needs to get done?

For a start, books need to be burned, artifacts smashed into powder, and men need to be silenced. Most of all, the future must never be allowed to become the present.


You might hear rumors that the old program has come back. That there are agents and operatives with DELTA GREEN clearance who get tasked with missions that nobody else is allowed to know about. If anybody asks you about that, you don’t know and you don’t want to know. Anybody that you meet with that clearance is going to either turn you into an asset or plant you in the ground. They think they’re doing God’s work and that we’re just renegades and outlaws. They’re only right about the last part.

We have to keep all these things away from humanity. The second someone tells you it’s an official mission, that’s only because someone even higher up wants to make a score. They want to dig up a horror that doesn’t follow natural laws and bring it into a lab. They want to study it and turn it loose on the world. They’re dumb enough to think that they’re smart enough to control it. It doesn’t matter how many times that scheme backfires or how many people die. The scientists will get to look like geniuses, their corporate masters will make billions, and they’ll find a way to cover it up. The agents who did the dirty work get a pat on the back and a pass on the next round of budget cuts.

Worst of all, they tell themselves they fought the good fight.

We know better. Pretty soon you will, too.

Now we’re on to the big question: What does Delta Green want from you?

Nothing short of the rest of your life.


Delta Green — the real Delta Green, not the code-word patsies in the DoD — wants you to pick up where I left off, doing what I’ve been doing for the last ten years. I’ve falsified official reports. Lied under oath. Planted evidence. Stolen and destroyed evidence. Stolen and destroyed federal property. Run illegal wiretaps. Abused the power and authority of my office. Gone AWOL. Committed arson, burglary, grand larceny, aggravated assault, battery, and homicide. On three of those occasions it was cold-blooded murder. And all in the name of doing the jobs nobody else can or will. Of saving lives that nobody else can save.

It ought to make me feel untouchable. Above the law. All it does is make my stomach churn and my head pound, and make me want that first drink so goddamn badly I think I’m going to crawl out of my skin. And the really scary thing is that once I’m taken off the FBI active-duty list, I’ll have even more time to devote to Delta Green ops. More opportunities to get pulled apart like a gingerbread man. More reasons to claw out my own eyes. More chances to collect a thousand more memories I don’t want to have.

And once you’re in, you’re in for life. You don’t retire. You don’t quit. Even after you screw up your career with whichever alphabet-soup agency you call home and find yourself with an early retirement, you’re still not out.

Not ever.





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