Guard's log: IRG
Date: 12/16/2014
Check in time: 12; 00 am
Morning Log: It's raining, dark, and cold outside. Just like it is every day here, there is nothing new.
Afternoon Log: This place makes me uneasy. I feel like something is watching me over my shoulder. But that's how I feel every day. There was some movement in
the seventh quadrant but when I arrived there was nothing. I checked all the sensors and they seem to be working fine. I'll mention it to the crew and they can
watch it as well.
Evening Log: Now I'm certain of it. There is someone in the seventh quadrant. I was patrolling it just to be safe. I saw someone toward the border. When I was
chasing them the just seemed to disappear into the darkness. This can't be good; I'll call it in when I get back to base. I'll look around once more before I go.
Ending Log: No information imputed.
"So this was her last log for the day"
"Yes sir" the solider replied.
"Did you know her well?"
"Yes everyone in the guard did" the boy said shaking his head.
"I see" re-reading the report. "Did she seem like the type to do reckless things?"
"Yes without a doubt" the Man said smiling.
"You seem so sure, in ten words tell me about her" the God commanded.
Standing up straight the solider replied. "Strong, Brave, Reckless, a little clueless, and a good friend."
"Did someone develop a little crush?" the God teased.
"Have you ever met someone like that sir? It hard not to admire them" shaking his head.
"Your right, but why was a girl barely 20 years old out here alone?" the god asked himself.
"She was the best" the solider replied.
"So you say"
IRG:
'Ug, what happened? Why can't I move? Everything is so foggy. Wait' sitting up 'I was patrolling the seventh quadrant when… wait what exactly happened?' pain
radiates up my leg 'damn was I in a fight? It's so dark here I can't see a thing. Wait why can't I speak' feeling around my mouth 'a gag? This is bad.' Taking a couple
deep breaths. 'OK so what do I know? I was attacked, ya that's right I was in the seventh quadrant and that thing came back. I barely had enough time to throw my
log recorder away before. What? Alright, alright calm down deep breaths. My hands are bound, I'm gagged, my feet are… free OK good. It's dark, too dark to see. It
smells like….. Musty? Like oh what is it…. Cave mold? Ya or some type of mold. It's cold, I think I'm lying on rock?' bumping my elbow agents it. 'Ya rock. What
can I hear? Um… water like dripping water. Well that confirms the mold theory.' Taking a deep breath. 'OK so what do I know, I'm in a cave at least a mile or so
for it to be this dark. I'm tied up but my feet are free.' Stretching my legs up 'there is no low hanging ceiling. Alright time to get up. Slowly I push myself up. 'Man
my legs are wobbly. Alright what first? The water, I should move toward the water' my legs move shakily toward it. Ever so slowly my eyes adapt the darkness.
'Well at least I can make out shapes' reaching my hands out in front of me I walk slowly toward the sound of water. 'If I can get this gag wet I should be able to slip
out of it.' Ever so slowly I reach the wall of what I think is a cave. Slowly cupping my hand I can feel water pool in them. 'OK, I just need to get some of it wet so
see if I can slide it over my head or down my neck.' Three more handfuls of water later I could feel the gag give away and slid down my chin. Gasping for a good
lung full air I fill my hand with one more cup of water. 'Man I dint relies how dry my mouth was.' Looking around at my bleary surroundings. Well now what?'
