((Here is a Cloverfield fan fic I can up with. Warnings: Language))
The Jane Danson Diaries
My Name is Jane Danson. If you are reading this then you probably know what has attacked Manhattan. I have no clue. I was at a family gathering when the tanker had exploded. I was three miles from it. Since then I have been running until now. I am the last one out of my group alive. Hopefully if you are reading this I am alive too. I think it is an alien of some sort. God I am SO scared right now. I am in the tunnels. I am trapped in a room. My girlfriend, Amanda, was attacked by one of those fucking dog-like things. She had exploded and a baby one of them came out of her. I stomped and killed that bastard. God, Help me. Oh god I hear them scratching on the door. How I got this computer to work I have no clue. The power is out at most of the terminals. I want to know what the hell is going on. Please tell me. This is fucking killing me. Great Now I hear voices. Wait… they are coming from another door! This one has light coming through it! Yes! Maybe I can survive after all! Oh my god! I have to see if it is safe! Hopefully I will live through this!
I clicked post blog and went to the door. It was some guys in Haz Mat suits. They check me over and asked me if I have been bitten. I told them "no" They quickly whisked me away from the room and took me to a white tent. As I walked in I looked to my left and seen someone exploding through a sheet. Oh my god. I did not have to see that in the lights. It made it even worse knowing that that was what Amanda went through. God I loved that girl. She was my everything. I am so fucking scared right now. After the girl I am guessing because people kept screaming "Marlena! Marlena!" exploded they rushed me out to a helicopter. Yes, I think I am finally getting out of Manhattan! I got into the copter and was flown out of the now shithole that is Manhattan.