It was an exhausting day, but Dog ate well.

Kellog is breaking down. I needed to use two stimpacks on him today just to keep him alive.

For anyone that may find this journal-

My name is Cain Lovecraft. I acknowledge that my actions at the present time exist far outside the borders of what is considered good and/or humane. What I am doing is neither good, nor evil - it is necessary. I believe that what I am doing is justified based upon the history of the man that I am interrogating and the people he works for. It is my intent to burn every last vestige of the Institute to the ground using any means possible. This, and only this, will bring the balance sheet to even. There will be no compromise. Even more than the kidnapping of my son, the murder of my wife will be paid for. Kellog told me that he regretted "having to kill Nora." As I replay the memory in my mind, there was nothing that sealed her fate other than the decisions of this man. Rather than utilize any form of anesthetic to calm or subdue her, he put a bullet in her brain. His actions of violence started this, and my actions will finish it. Kellog is a thug. A cybernetic enhanced thug. I carry no guilt for what it is I am doing. My cruelty is an extension of righteous anger. My methods are effective. Today he started to disclose information without my even asking. What I have gathered so far:

Shaun is with the institute.

It has been at least 10 years since Shaun was kidnapped. Anti-aging enhancements seem to have skewed Kellog's sense of the passage of time.

Shaun was taken to harvest non-irradiated bio-materials.

Perhaps, most importantly -

The Institute will send a squad of synths within 48 hours of any missed check-ins from Kellog to investigate.

I can't wait.