Journal:JSO Freeman
Mission Logs - JSO Liam Freeman
P.M.A.C Security Liason Agent - Current Assignment - Malton
D-Day +1 18:41 Hours
So much blood, the helo is down, which is good, but its not getting up again... bad. This place is alot more heavily infested than we thought, and whats more some of the survivors seem to be helping them! I've no idea what the hell just happened, but something brought down that V-22 and it certainly wasn't bad language or dirty looks. I've got to find some cover, this place will be crawling with those things soon. If I survive the night I should be able to salvage something from the crash and go find the others. They got out in 'chutes before we went in, of course "they" could have got to them first... I better get going.
D-Day +3 14:01 Hours
Situation is getting much worse, the crashsite is crawling with those bastards, I used my last JHP to kneecap one as I ran for it. I don't think the others are alive, nothing can survive in the streets for long, not against that... I think, I think I'll just do it myself, I'm not going to turn into one of them.
15:21 Hours
Survivors! Friendly, too, they've barricaded themselvs in a school and plastered the outside with signs, its not much, but perhaps Locke and the others found somewhere like this... I'm not giving up just yet.
D-Day +6 06:20
The scratching noises outside are back, I think they're trying to get in, I dont know how, we've stacked desks against the doors and jammed a fire axe through the handles... Sh*t what was that...
D-Day +7 00:08
Well the school was overun, god knows how they got in, we locked that place up tight. I'm on the move again, I saw a light on in the PD a few blocks down, if I can get there, perhaps I can find some ammunition and maybe find out if anyone saw the crash, saw the others land.
D-Day +9 21:33
The PD is burning, the... things... destroyed it, burned it to the ground, the defenders got alot of them though, bodies everywhere... I'm not sure if their dead, not sure dead means anything anymore.
D-Day +10 05:05
Heading south again towards Tapton again, the FRV is near an auto repair shop, Judd or Jugg or something, I can't remember what the map said exactly, it was all burned in the crash. Good news is I finaly got some more bullets, some poor sodding cop, eaten alive in his squad car, never even fired a shot, bad for him, good for me.
D-Day +16 10:41
I can't quite remember the last few days, its been like watching life go by from the end of a long tunnel, I can see whats going on, I can hear muted sounds think muted thoughts, it takes so much effort to do anything, everything is so... strange, I can just about control my body, I'm on the ground I know that much, everytime someone comes by me I have to struggle to stay here, there is a strange uncontrolable urge to, consume... I'll just lay here, there is something round my neck, I think I made it before I lost my mind. I think, I mean, I don't know if I lost my mind, or my mind lost my body...
