"Jefferson's log. The date is, uh, 1/10/32. This morning… something insane happened. I was just… sitting there, looking at my phone, minding my own business, when—when out of nowhere, this weird thing walked right into camp! It—it looked at me, just for a second, and then… then it kept going deeper into the camp. I-I didn't know what the hell it was, so I bolted after it, but it—it was fast, way faster than me. It took a sharp right, and I followed, but it headed straight for this… this building. I can't even describe it—it was grey, and… it looked like it was built right into the mountain.
A-and the thing… it had four legs, this weird blaster on top, and it was covered in this strange grey camo pattern. It didn't have a head, so I think it might've been some kind of robot, because its limbs were all stiff, like—like in those old movies, you know, like Attack of the Cyborgs or something. I don't even know if I really saw it—maybe it was just a hallucination—but what if it wasn't? I'm freaking out here. I've gotta tell one of the soldiers on site because whatever that THING was, it might be some Octarian creation. If that's true, it means they're moving farther north than we ever expected.
When I came here, I didn't think anything would happen. We're in the middle of nowhere! I mean, who else would be here, y'know? But this… this changes everything. If the Octarians are here, they could be a MAJOR threat. God, maybe chasing down shoplifters would've been the better choice…
Anyway, I need to pull myself together. I'm gonna report this to the CO and see what they think. Maybe they'll just laugh it off, or maybe they'll tell me I'm losing it. But whatever happens, I've got to know if what I saw was real. If it was… then we've got bigger problems than I ever imagined. I'll log back in if anything else happens. Jefferson out."