And on the seventh day

I rested.

I am by no means implying that the last few days were busy, as I haven't really left this building. But this facility is quite a bit bigger than the shack I took over last, and as such it has a lot of machines and documents. Oh dear, all these documents, all this information. It's such a shame that most of them are invalid now, with their authors and intended parties dead. And it's an even bigger shame that most of them are bland, unhelpful, and just plain stupid.

To be fair, I wasn't expecting anything on the level of the Doctors, but seriously, some of these are just illegible. You should feel ashamed of yourselves.

Anyway, we've cleared out the building and confiscated the machinery, and I'm just having some fun prancing around the building in my gas mask like I originally wanted to. I'm sure by now you've tried escaping the city, so I'm just going to assume that by this point you've got it into your tiny brains how screwed you really are. Enjoy your last seven days, and pray often to your god.

You're going to be meeting him soon enough.

- Have a Nice Day

Document CTE-5-2-B

Tests #5288-5295 were all successful on the meta level, and the Patients were all admitted to the next level of screening.

Tests #5288B-5295B represent the attempts to isolate the effects of various drugs and stimulations on the "borderline possessed."

#5288B: Patient showed no unique signs after administration of various stimulants, including caffeine, nicotine, methamphetamine, and methylenedioxymethamphetamine. Patient terminated through an overdose of benzoylmethylecgonine. Individual records terminated.

#5289B: Patient given enough ethyl alcohol to elicit a normal reaction, and tested positive for a heightened level of possession. Further tests with stronger depressants elicited stronger reactions. However, after a medium dose of diacetylmorphine patient lapsed into a full possession. Individual records terminated.

#5290B: Patient repeated the reaction of #5289 to ethyl alcohol. Patient then set aside for further testing. See Document B-5290 for further results and comments.

#5291B: Patient issued a mild hallucinogen and immediately lapsed into a full possession. Individual records terminated.

#5292B: Patient was sent to the MPD for torture testing. Results came back negative on all levels. Individual records terminated.

#5293B-5295B: Patients tested for various emotional responses. All tested normal psychologically, but nothing of note was observed. After several unspecific and unproductive tests, MPD requested use of the patients. MPD requested and granted access to #5293, #5294, and #5295.

Document CTE-5-2

Experimental group #5

FOR RESEARCHERS

All individuals involved with the test are hereby labeled #XYYY, X being the group number, and YYY being the individual's place in the group. At no time are the individuals to be called by their names, instead refer to them as "Patient XYYY" or "Number XYYY."

Group 5 is first and foremost a MPD assignment, do not forget this. There will be MPD representatives present at all times and overseeing every test. If they wish for the results or specifics of any one or any group of tests, you are to comply fully. The representatives have authority over all techs and researchers while in the facility, and any problems should be taken up with the head Doctor of your group [Dr. Birchman].

RESULTS AND REFERENCES

Tests #5001-5005 are controls, designed to compare with the future tests.

#5001: Given a large pill (~125 mg) stuffed with fungus. Patient spent 24 hours in a stable state, and afterwards rapidly declined mentally. By hour 36, patient had reached a full possession. Patient terminated self 60 hours into the test.

5002: Given an injection of a 25% solution by mass of liquified fungus. Patient mirrored the symptoms of Subject #5001, reaching a full possession at hour 36. Patient terminated self 72 hours into the test. MPD requested and granted all information related to #5002.

5003: Sprayed on the back of the neck with an aerosolized fungus, 50% by mass. Patient spent 24 hours stable, but the infection began to spread rapidly after hour 12. At hour 18, patient had the full appearance of a Carrier, but was still in full control of his mental faculties. Patient spent hours 18-24 showing signs of major distress, including clawing at both arms in an attempt to remove the fungus. After 24 hours, the patient fell silent and began to act as a Carrier. MPD requested and granted all information related to #5003.

[Note: Despite what the MPD claims, I do not approve of test #5003 being used as a method of torture. While it places a great amount of distress on the individual, the process is rather irreversible.]

5004: Inhaled 100 grams of aerosolized fungus. Patient spent 2 hours stable, but expired after the fungus coated the inside of the patient's lungs. MPD requested and granted all information related to #5004.

5005: Left in room thoroughly contaminated with fungus. Patient spent 48 hours in the room before succumbing to a full possession. After 120 hours, patient terminated self.

Tests #5201-5299 are designed to test the effectiveness of a direct injection.

#5201-5254: All Patients terminated quicker that #5005, with #5254 matching the control almost exactly. Individual records terminated.

#5255-5287: All patients exhibited possession of a degree less than that of #5005, but all eventually succumbed to a full possession. Individual records terminated.

#5288-5295: Patients showed no initial signs of possession, but tested positive after some form of excitement. See Document CTE-5-2-B for further results.

#5296-5299: Patients showed no signs of possession under any circumstances, and tests came up negative under all scrutiny. Individual records terminated.

So I've been thinking

Because after slaughtering a building full of people you really have to just sit back and think. First, I've been dwelling on how I'm feeling recently. I'm kind of down since I had to make an improvisation to my uniform. I may be crazy, but I'm not suicidal enough to go prancing about a cultist hideout dressed like their god. Had to settle for a rag across the face instead of the heavier gear. It's a pity, but the fact that that's all I feel is a bit more than disturbing. I mean, my best friend just died, and I'm angry that he decided to give himself to the Archangel, and sad that I couldn't wear my old mask. Shouldn't there be more deeper emotions involved with this?

Anyway, after ending the lives of 14 more people I wondered if this was the right way to honor my friend's death. I'm not going to stop the slaughter, of course, but it doesn't feel right to have his last memory honored with blood. I'm fairly certain he'd want me to come clean about everything, since he never did care for secrets. But sadly I can't do that for obvious reasons, most of them being "I don't want to die."

So here's the deal. For every day I go out and continue this mad rampage, I'm going to copy onto this blog a document from the bundle that I would have given Thomas once I caught him, with any harmful information removed, of course.

I'm sure some of you are asking why I don't just scan the documents and post the images, so I'll go ahead and say that I know your types, and I doubt that my black ink will hide everything I want it to. So instead, I'm going to type up the documents word for word and you're just going to have to take my word that they're legitimate. Or you can not believe me. I don't care, this is for Thomas, not you meatbags.

So this will mean I've got two documents to put up. And there might be a few more in the future if things go as swimmingly as this.

- Have a Nice Day

Day 2

It's been so long that I've forgotten how comfortable my old uniform was. I mean, the one I have now is subtle and stylish, but my god, this almost makes me miss the old days. Almost.

By the way, this is your 2:30 wake up call. Shame on you all for sleeping in.

- Have a Nice Day

Day 0

Okay, I may have lied. It was not QUITE two weeks, more like two weeks and three days. But seriously, it's all semantics, since I wasn't exactly expecting to do anything until I was fully prepared. I mean, it's not like I asked to have all my supplies close at hand, it just happened that way. Also, I certainly didn't ask to be attacked first. I made it quite clear that I would make the first move, and while I appreciate the initiative you showed, it wasn't exactly the most tactical decision you could have made.

First of all, I'm not sure what that first group was supposed to be. A scouting party? A preemptive strike? Random gang activity? Second of all, you really should teach them to never run back to base, it is far from the best decision in this world. I'm currently sitting on ten casualties and a meth lab in this shed, with three more bodies back at my previous location, and a cleanup crew trying their hardest to mobilize early. Not exactly the best beginning for you, I'm afraid.

- Have a Nice Day

I found this with the rest of his stuff

A laptop, asleep and on his blog, on the latest entry, a bloody makeshift sack containing a few food items, and a knife. The assortment was hidden under a tarp with the symbol of my associates tagged on it. He left it here for me to find, and I hate him for it.

I don't know how much he knew, but it's evident that he knew a lot more than I wanted him to. So now that he's dead, I guess I can take a little relief in the knowledge that whatever he knew is safe from prying eyes.

I'm still pissed at him, though. And I think a side trip is perhaps in order. I have two weeks before my next job begins, so maybe I should get warmed up.

This is your only warning.

- Have a Nice Day