LOG #3: Close Calls
#09 stumbled a little; looking very ill and in an interesting shade of green as he hastily ran by #05 and #00.
#05 glanced at him in realization, "Oh crud, he must've seen it."
#00 turn to #05, questioning him, "Wait, what did he see?"
#05 answered, "Dude, you know how 04 really likes to drink blood, right?" At #00's nod #05 continued, "Well, apparently her handler has actually been bringing her people from the prison level so she could feed. I actually saw her doing it while whistling for god sake." 05 and 00 shivered in disgust.
"So, did you hear what happened to Number 13?" asked #05.
"I heard from Number 12. A tank shell landed right on him," said #00. "He survived but he's going to need a few weeks worth of bed rest before he can resume active duty."
"Talk about a close call," grimaced #05.
"Tell me about it," agreed #00.