A pair of dream sequences a thousand years apart start us off,  then painful admissions about who our protagonists really are as they try to outwit the alien Hunter. Then, the confrontation, same as it was back in 1054. Played out again, with the same  result, the conclusion of our story, memorialized in triumphant  artwork, be it Petroglyph or Graffiti. Or is it… Triumphant…