Official Journal Entry of Mortimer Looseleaf

I awoke to the sound of alarms and sirens in the distant. It took me a moment to come around after sleeping so deep; rest never comes easy in my line of work. I examined my surroundings; it was then I realized the alarms were much closer than I had imagined in my stupor! I leaped to my feet, my mind struggling to keep up as I raced to escape.

Minutes later I burst out of the encampment and sought shelter in the Complex from the shadows. Arrived at the Complex at about 07:45 hours; made it in with a little trouble from the guard who wanted to see my identification. Even though I work at the Complex in exchange for supplies, they are still careful to check everyone. You never know when someone might go all wacko and compromise the security of the Complex.

A long day of moving equipment from one building to the next; preparing for the next onslaught of the beasts. I work in two separate but complementary factions within the Complex. One of these factions has me researching different defensive and offensive tactics to replace our existing system, currently a patchwork of whatever we had available. During my research, I found my room had been bugged. I removed the spy and returned to my duties.

All went smoothly until about 0300 hours. At about that time we had a major malfunction with the defense system; all systems went offline for a few moments. They quickly came back up, but it was difficult to say how much of the system had been damaged by the malfunction. A few hours later I left the Complex, hoping it would be intact for my return the next day.

On my way to Division Beta HQ, I stopped by a friendly camp and did some distance training. We had a new recruit joining us for the exercise; she did well, just needed some encouragement. I got to Beta HQ and received a quick briefing on some projects. I completed most of the projects and was further briefed on some long-term goals of my encampment.

I finally returned to my encampment, the alarms were off and the place was quiet. The Detox crew had done their job well, ridding the place of the shadows for the night. They are sure to return tomorrow, but I’m always one step ahead of them. The rest of my encampment division showed up finally after I gave the place a thumbs up. Gonna hit the sack soon, hopefully before the light is drained from the sky and the shadows return. I hate those shadows… Tomorrow can’t come soon enough! This is Mort Looseleaf, signing off.

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