Remember the trigger-happy guy from yesterday? Turns out he's been reassigned to "crowd control". Heard it over the sludge they call lunch. We all get assigned meals and are expected to eat all of it; a few soldiers say in hushed whispers that we're all taking experimental drugs for Gentek as well. Haven't noticed any symptoms yet, thank god. But I have noticed one guy who seems to require a lot of toilet breaks. Maybe it was always the case and I just never noticed. Only been three days and it's hard to tell who's who sometimes. Guys here don't exactly encourage us to mingle with each other, think we're all just waiting to rebel or something.
Actually, they may be onto something. Would be nice to assemble up, shoot these scientist pricks and escape to… somewhere. Not sure anywhere on this planet is free from these assholes though.
*a page is torn out*
Got stuck on guard duty today. Not at the entrance, but with some of the scientists. Not entirely sure where the entrance is to be honest, but it warms my heart that the secret location of this place is worth more than the lives of the fucking scientists we're meant to protect, if trusting me here but not there is anything to go by.
I got to watch a few more soldiers get called into that room. One poor sap really did end up torn limb from limb by the monster, the creature that attacked him turned out to be more resilient than the ones I had shot, faster too. I'm looking even less forward to being dragged in that room again.
I swear, all the scientists seem to do is argue or watch the fruits of their labour. It's hard to keep up with them, but I don't think they've ever agreed with one another without a "but".
Not that it concerns me, they give me the odd glance but I'm largely ignored. I just stood there, bored out of my mind as the yelling blurred together into an incomprehensible mess that only they seemed to get meaning out of.
Oh, except for one thing, supposedly we might be getting a guest in the near future, someone important. Good for us?