My name is [redacted] I work for Ididian Containment as a low level security officer. To pass the time I've been making these journals during shifts, little sketches of what I see here every night.
If you are reading this, something has happened to me...
And you are in grave danger.
Holy crap! Building is on high alert today; the alarms are going off like crazy for like the last 2 hours. So all the SRC (Supernatural Response and Capture) guys they had guarding us are all being called out to New Mexico. Seems something huge is going down there and they need all hands on deck to fly out there and resolve it.
Captain C. Montgomery Maul has been on the loud speaker calling in units like crazy to prepare for flight. (Does this place have a hanger? How big is this building?)
My guard took off their helmet to adjust it before their unit was called, turns out my guard was a she. (Called it, bout time I saw another one around here) I saw her face clearly, but I couldn’t remember all the details at the time of me drawing this. Everything was going so fast, most was a blur, but I couldn’t forget her freckles and piercing blue eyes. As she put on her helmet though I do remember asking before she fell into her unit.
“Hey, before you go what’s your name? I’m sure anything’s better than ‘Hey you’”
And With a smile I don’t think I could ever forget…
“I tell ya what, draw me something cool, that isn’t from this horrible place…and I’ll think about it.”
And with that she was gone.