Nov 11 2256 0425
My name is Kimberly Wethers. I am or was an accountant for UAC on Deimos. My employee ID is w11310.
I'm starting with my name and position so you can know who I am in case someone finds me dead. Strangely, I hope that someone does find me dead, because escaping this reality seems a bit tempting, but anyway, I want to give an account of what's happened here so someone with more brains and ability than me can try to make sense of it all.
A bit more than 8 hours ago, something absolutely terrible happened that I can't quite get my head around. I was asleep, but was woken by the station alarm going off at full volume. Actually, that's not quite true. I woke up just before that I think when I found myself bathed in sweat and had peed myself. I think I had been having a horrible dream, but I can't remember what. Nevertheless, I woke up in a state of panic.
I ran out in my pyjamas, (still soaked in piss I might add, I don't care now if it's embarrassing, this is more important) and I saw something that made me scream at the top of my lungs. I swear it was a ghost. A big red glowing skull. It was see-through, glowing as it tore down the corridor towards me like a bat out of hell. I was like a deer in headlights and froze, staring at that skull's hollowed eyes as it stared back at me and came right for me. I don't know why or how, but it passed me by and melted straight into the wall opposite my room and I could hear screaming inside. It was Ryan Jensing, one of my colleagues and I could hear him screaming like a scared little girl. But I couldn't do anything to help. I was too scared myself and retreated back inside my room and locked the door.
I was a crying mess, panicking as I huddled under my bed. I could still hear Ryan's screaming even through the multiple layers of wall between himself and me and then I heard it stop. Guards were running up and down the corridor shouting orders to stay calm, but then I heard gun fire just outside my door. Oh god. I heard more screaming, people dying. People were crying and screaming for their mummy or people they loved and I heard others choking and dying and drowning in their own blood.
Something started bashing on my door. I say something because it wasn't no person. It was growling like a dog or a tiger or something. An animal, but thankfully my door held firm even if my bladder didn't.
Oh god, I was so scared.
I don't know how long it lasted for, but it finally stopped. I heard whatever it was slink away, thudding heavy footsteps echoing away and it all went to silence. I've been hiding here under my bed ever since. Even though it's been eight hours under here amidst the dust and spiders, I swear I haven't slept a wink as I stared at my door praying that it stayed closed and secure.
Attached is a message I received on my PDA a moment ago. I'm not sure what to make of it:
To: Deimos # all staff
From: .
Subject: Security Update
This is Sgt Kelly of security.
To all those who can read this, stay where you are. There has been a critical security breach. Stay where you are and email us with your position ASAP. We will come get you if we can.
UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES should you leave your current location if it is secure.
Sincerely,
Eimon Kelly
Sergeant-in-chief
Obviously, it doesn't say much about what's happened. Maybe they don't know themselves, but I hope they can contain whatever's happened. Why do I get the feeling everything's royally fucked up?
I'm going to do what they say for the moment. I've emailed them my room number, but I haven't heard back from them yet. I hope the email from Kelly wasn't some system generated rubbish.
God, Dad. I wish you were here. I need you. I love you.
I wish you were here.
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Nov 11 2256 0614
I still haven't received a reply from Kelly. Why wouldn't they reply? I'm thinking they can't and it's thoughts like that that keep me here under my bed scared out of my mind. I couldn't even bring myself to crawl out of my bed to go to the toilet, so I pissed myself again when I couldn't hold it anymore.
Fucking hell I hate this shit.
2 hours. Why won't they reply?
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Nov 11 2256 0749
Thank God! Somebody came!
I heard knocking on my door, but I almost couldn't answer it. My voice wouldn't work and my body locked up, but thankfully they had a key for my door, opened it and found me inside. I always found those security guys to be foul mouth criminals, but I swear I could have kissed him, even if he was covered in blood. He told me it wasn't his own.
I tailed in behind him (still in my piss PJ's), and I fainted as soon as I stepped out into the hallway. At least that's what he told me. Oh sorry, his name is Private Billy Jay. (Almost sounds fake). That hallway was splattered with all sorts of dead bodies, blood everywhere. He carried me unconscious to where we are now.
I'm in a locked supply room with him right now eating a can of cold beans. I swear I had never been so hungry before in my life. And thirsty.
I asked him what happened, and he went silent on me. He sort of withdrew into himself and wouldn't talk to me. He still hasn't even taken his helmet off. I haven't even seen what he looks like. I suppose so long as he's got a gun and a steady trigger arm, I don't care. I just want to live.
Hopefully, there's other security guards we can join up with or rendezvous with Sgt Kelly.
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Nov 11 2256 0924
God. Jay finally opened up and told me what happened. He had been in night shift walking patrols when this disaster went off. He had a lot of trouble keeping his composure and broke down a couple of times, but he finally told me what happened.
He had been partnered up with another private, a friend of his called "GJ". It's a nickname. Don't know his real name. Wouldn't tell me. Anyway, those red skull ghost things flew into his friend, burrowing into him like a molerat digging through dirt. GJ started convulsing and throwing up blood everywhere and the attacked him. GJ had him pinned down and was choking him. Even as Jay panicked and shot his friend in the leg, GJ didn't flinch and kept on choking him. GJ says he had to shoot his friend quite a few times until he died.
Jay says he knew he had to kill GJ because he had seen zombie movies and knew his friend was possessed. He wasn't himself anymore and had to die or else he would kill him. Jay kept on saying, 'he had to die' over and over again until he broke down crying.
He continued on talking about how more of those zombies, both guards and civilians were running riot through the mess hall and the dorms, killing and butchering people on the spot, and Jay hid himself in this supply room, locking himself in. He waited as the disaster died down like I did.
He says there's no reply from Kelly and he can't get any respond or signal on his radio. He found me by hacking into a spare PDA that was kept in this room and found my reply to Kelly. Thank God I sent my reply as 'reply all' and not just 'reply' otherwise Jay wouldn't have seen it.
We're not sure what to do next. I've voted for sitting and waiting for the higher ups to do something. Surely there's gotta be reinforcements to come fix this mess up? The army guys, right? Where the fuck are the army guys?
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Nov 11 2256 1459
I wanna get outta here.
I finally fell asleep, but was woken up with Jay on top of me with my top open. He was feeling me up, but I screamed at him and he backed away into the corner like a frightened child. He said he was sorry, but now I'm scared of him.
I very much don't like the idea of being stuck in this cramped room with him.
Fucking pervert! As much as he saved my life, that doesn't give him the right to rape me. Bastard!
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Nov 11 2256 1522
We're going to make a move. Jay got a response on the radio. Alpha team are stationed over at the barracks in a fortified room and we're going to make a break for it.
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Nov 11 2256 1549
We made it! Thank god! I was so scared!
It was so scary. The lights had been blown out most of the way, so there was only a little light and Jay used his flashlight too. But I wished that we had no light because I've seen some terrible things. I puked up all that I ate this morning.
I didn't recognize any of them, mostly because there wasn't much one could use to recognize. Maintenance guys, guard and civilians were lying dead everywhere, blood smeared all over the place and dismembered bodies were hanging from the ceiling and…. God I can't go on about it. How the hell could someone do something like this? What kind of sick fuck does that to people?
The worst of all was seeing a little girl, must have been only five years old, naked and butchered, impaled on a steel pipe, still twitching. Oh God! Why did I have to see shit like that? I'll never sleep again!
Even so, now it looks like I'm safe. I've even got clean clothes.
It's not a centralized resistance however, Sgt Kelly isn't here but there's now 15 of us, most of them guards. Guns. Lots of guns. We'll be safe now.
Even with that in mind, how did something like this happen? We've been watching the security screens looking for survivors, but all we can find are weird zombie people stalking the halls and strange monsters stomping around. Who the hell thought there was such a thing as monsters?
Fuck up shit. Bad nightmare this is. But I'm going to be strong. There's hope for us now. We've got guns.