November 20th
It been a full, very long and tiring three weeks and the so called "little" epidemic has gotten out of control. Seriously who ever first called it "little" need to be shot. Many Souls inside and outside the gates have been infected by this horrible bug. It reminds me off the tales I heard from my folks about the black Death were many people were dropping like flies and being walled into their own homes if a member of the house had it.
It seems like every day ten more victims are brought to the various stations. Yes we are now stationed in the districts aiding who we can. We have lost sixteen souls to this bug.
Rumor has it that patient zero was a small girl in district four. She hardly had any signs of illness except for a runny nose. Now if only we could get a stronger vaccine to work. Does week's come to mind? If we aren't quick enough we'll lose not only more souls but Captain Hitsugaya just weeks before the big war that's ahead of us.
Speaking of the young captain I just learned that he laughs in his sleep. Not only that, he can carry on a conversation with himself. It was quiet humorous. Earlier he was arguing with apparently a dream Matsumoto. Even though he suffers horribly with dizziness, fevers, chills and many unmentionables during his waking hours his slumber seem happy. Bra sizes, I'll have to remember that one.
He snorted again. Or was that a hack? He has been doing that a lot these pass twenty minutes. What was that kido spell again to peek into dreams? It might be interesting to learn what he dreams about.
The Third seat of fourth squad closed his journal. Stretching is arms over his head while he rose from his seat. After stretching he went over to the cot which the child prodigy slept in. He smiled down and careful tucked the kid in before exiting.