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12.05.35 2:48 am

Had a strong glass of bourbon and crashed hard tonight, despite the noise on the street. I guess you get used

to it after a while living in Freeport, but something was definitely different out there. No – peculiar is more like it. That’s what must have caused my strange dream. Man, was that a weird one. I want to get it down on paper but it’s so tough to put into words. It sounds dramatic an’ all but man, it was so friggin’ real.

The moment I threw off my specs and pressed my palms against my burning eyelids, it felt like it was the calm before the storm.

And then I passed out.

All was quiet except for a faint but noticeable murmur

of a power generator. I took a slow step out of the shadows, looking to my right and left down each corridor for any potential danger. But this wasn’t a usual route around the

sector looking to bust armed U4 pushers. This was a real war for some reason, but there was nothing here but very subtle

screams in the distance, gun blasts, explosions, then more screams.

Then it kicked in: that adrenaline rush from hell. I bolted down the metallic hallway with a 1000 years of rage on my shoulders and seven hand-held CB-22 rockets in my backpack for each of the souls I’ll take in the next half hour. The lives

I’ll devour to make me stronger and impenetrable.

As I ran, fitted in armor and conviction,

the familiar war sounds become louder and fed into my fury. The screams were almost unbearable at this point. The moment I turned the corner into a room with

this powerful blue light, blood and chunks of flesh sprayed onto my pants from the poor disemboweled ‘Corps soldier to my right,

opened by a shot from an above tier and a keen			eye.
A hoard of mutated bodies without faces eclipsed		the light
and turned to me, armed with guns, bombs, and claws.
And the chase was on. I pulled a quick 180 and	leapt across
the separation in the floor, only to duck behind a crate to

turn around and open fire. Four down. Time to move.
I quickly scrambled outside under the angered sky with
bullets darting past both my ears. One gets me in the
shoulder but proves tolerable. I found myself cornered
with nowhere to go except into a sea of death, already a
graveyard for many dead soldiers. I dove in while more bullets
burrowed into my suit and skin and bone. Just as I thought								I was
safe,
I heard a splash only to look over my shoulder and				see three
	…had faces. And					they were
desperate beasts, but these…animals
scared, too.
Were they after me or were they running from fear		themselves?
I immediately unleashed four more demons from my barrel,									three
meeting their destiny. Although victorious, I choked on the							thick water,
blood, and flesh that surrounded	me, and died just the same.
As I floated slowly to the surface, a woman’s laughter					came from
somewhere above, as if I was part of an experiment			or something,
like I was in a test tube. And then I woke up in a cold			pool of sweat.
It is the calm before the storm.
My God, it is the calm before the storm.

1.02.36 8:20 pm

Happy Friggin’ New Year. Two days in and I almost blasted my first punk in ‘36 already. That kid musta been smacked out pretty good to kill a cop just to get to his cruiser.

And all this right in front of the neon glow of the Starck Club. Thankfully, his hands were shaking so bad he missed me by a mile.

Dumb punk didn’t realize his life was already over before he even left the rock he climbed out from under.

I chased the junkie into the club but lost him in the crowd. Got him on the cams though, so I’m sure he’s arrested by now. I ripped my leg open when I slipped on the floor – there were

broken vials of U4 all over the place, man. I guess kids aren’t even going to the bathroom to jack up anymore.

Damn.

You know, I think that dead cop worked with my dad at the FPD at some point.

His name was McPherson or something like that.

Poor bastard. Got there too late,

was already shot in the head.

Wasn’t wearing his damn helmet. Nothing I could do.

It’s funny, actually, getting used to this good guy shit. A few years ago it very well could have been me laying in the streets with a fatal case of lead poisoning. Who would’ve ever thought that I’d be crossing over to the other side, patrolling the same blocks I used to run gangs on. I’m sure all theYoung Masters and Warriors are dead now, anyway. Life sure is strange the way things come full circle.

Note–

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2.22.36 11:43 pm.
Tonight was one of those nights that makes you wonder how it ever
got so bad. I swear, it’s not even midnight yet and already	the city’s
gone to shit. I musta grabbed my Mag three times within	an hour
	.
because of these damn punks jumping out of the shadows
Two of them even tried
to shiv me, dumb bastards.

If they were zombies, that would be one thing, but this
tainted garbage just completely freaks them out altogether.
Even nailing those dirtbags Mancini and Kong last week		hasn’t
slowed down the flow of U4 any and I know they’re	behind
a good chunk of the Freeport flow. I should’ve popped Mancini			a
when I had the chance. What a wanna-be, that guy.

3.13.36 1:10 pm

SinTEK's been all over the news again. Looks like they've bought out yet another major petroleum company

in the Middle East for a zillion dollars or something. These guys are everywhere, man: chems, oils, computers, pharmaceuticals, genetics… and now as a SEC-Force Op as well.

Unbelievable. . .

They may have

their greedy hands in

all kinds of pie, but I’d do

anything for a night with Dr. Sinclaire’s daughter. Man, is she hot or what?! What’s her name?

Oh yeah, Elexis. Elexis Sinclaire. Hmmmmm.

It must be my lucky day

Lookin’ mighty fine! God, I need to	get laid.

Looking good. The SinTek shares I bought are on the rise again! Keep this up and I see early retirement calling my name.

$32,000
	more	Uber	Stock!!
Buy

Pork bellies are up

Call	your		Broker
and thank				him
for the SinTek					tip.
Dave		Eddings
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4.09.36

I

3:30 pm
		.
Yesterday	was pretty interesting,	to say the least

.

J.C. cracked

me up today

by reminding

me how

we met

.

I can't believe

it's already

been four and a half

years

.

I remember

that day like it was yesterday

who

of hell, I finally

caught

the hacker

three months

After

out to

and it turned

server,

into the HardCorps

had

been tapping

.

-old whiz kid who loves challenges

be

some bored

20 to 21 year

he served

a good 10 to 15,

and made sure

kicked his ass

would've

few months

during those

something

but I realized

. I’d rather have this

while I was trying

to hunt him down

.

C.” on

my side than anywhere

else, that’s

for sure

kid “J.

I let him tell me his story. He’d been running big hack jobs for
a good
	three to four years for all kinds of colorful characters
in the
	underworld. Tech Warfare sure pays well if you don’t
get back-
	stabbed in the process. Such was the case here.
J.C. was
	hired by the Vitello family to break into HardCorps to
gain classified information and hand it over to his bosses.
Apparently, he didn’t
	want to do it since he’d been burned by those guys
for $50,000 on a job last
	year, but he had no choice. Something about
eating his own
	tongue must have persuaded him. Plus, he was told
HardCorps was a dirty
	organization that was in bed with the government,
and
responsible for half the problems on the streets to begin with.
So, J.C.	rented space at a neighboring office building and set
up his operation
	for a close tap and began to systematically watch
our
HC server. He soon learned our external protocols, then
tapped in and gained access to lower level system files, only
to learn we were
	the real deal. “Good guys with a purpose worth
fighting
for,” he said, or something like that. What a bullshitter!
He seems like a
	smartass all right, but after a few long hours
and a pack
	and a half of smokes later, he graciously accepted
my generous offer to work for us here at HC, and I’m
sure it had	nothing to do with going to jail if he refused. I think I’m
going to like this guy,
	and for some reason, I feel like I can trust him.
Hope Frank
Vitello doesn't start snooping around or we'll have to see
if he's
allergic to lead… HA HA… maybe arrange to have him plugged,
too.

So – This	is a BAT!?!

	. –
	J.C					the			net
	Surfspan
										if
							see
	for me		and
								out
	ANYTHING
	there			remotely
		resembles
		this			SHIT!
							BLADE

400 titties?

4.19.36 5:12 pm For the second time this week, another Freeport citizen was killed by these enormous bats we’ve been seeing lately. Pretty weird stuff. We’re still trying to figure out what kind of breed they are and where they’ve come from, but for now, we’ve allocated a few of our men on it to scour the areas for extermination. Here’s a sketch based on the few found by the east river docks. Scientists are still trying to figure out what kind of fluid is stored in that appendage under their bellies. Gross, man.

Hairless	– !

HUNCHBACK?

freakin’ A

Fingernails?

5.11.36 1:32 am
Found out Antonio Mancini got off somehow and is back on the
streets already	. I swear there	is so much red tape in this friggin’
city, I can’t believe it. He musta had that scumbag lawyer					Johnny
Cockroach defend him. How the hell did he afford that				crooked
bastard? Someone high up on the food chain must			be pulling some
strings because Mancini has more goddamn lives than an alley cat.
He must have bribed someone pretty high up, but what can Mancini
offer besides dope? Everyone on the street knows that				although
he may be up the U4 food chain, he doesn’t have a pot to piss in.

			Dickhead
Extremely
	dangerous
Identifiable		known underworld figure.
scar	markings: blind in left		eye, large vertical
	that runs from upper
Multiple tattoos on		forehead to mid		left cheek.
arms.		right and left hand and upper

I wouldn’t even be surprised if he was on the junk himself, that stupid jerk.

To make matters more interesting, J.C. said

file was totally wiped from the FPD computers beaten to death in his cell. If I get a chance, I

I’m actually looking forward to cornering that slimy weasel again to see

what he has to say.

Mancini’s recent arrest and Kong was found may look into this.

you	out	Gotta		find
		what
	TICK		– makes
			SON!!!!

On another note, J.C.’s proved once again how valuable an asset he’s turned out to be. Can’t tell him that or his melon will swell even bigger than it is now. I’d

still love to slap that wise-cracking mouth from time to time but overall, I’m glad I trusted my gut instincts and brought him on board.

6.17.36 9:23 pm Saw this in the locker room and couldn’t help myself. She is the hottest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.

How could a woman that smart be so beautiful AND rich. Talk about having EVERYTHING.

Except me of course, Ha Ha. I also had no clue she was actually running SinTEK now. It says in this article that the success of her dad’s miracle “fountain of youth” drug, Vanity, was too much to handle so he’s given her the whole corporation on a silver platter and retired. I know daddy’s little princess is a biochemist for God sakes, but c’mon, just take a look at her!

I can imagine playing doctor with her...

6.17.36 9:23 pm
There’s definitely something very weird going on in the			city. J.C.
was in the VR-cades and overheard a couple of people		talking about
some creature they encountered near a garbage	dumpster.
They said it looked like a dog at first until it pulled
its head out of the trash and it had a long beak or something?!
Call me crazy but I read something like this in one		of those
-legged animal		found
tabloids about this mutated four
with spikes on it’s back like a goddamn stegosaurus.
Here’s a photo of an especially photogenic
bum and his favorite subway wall.

I’ve		never				.
seen			anything		like	this
				charts!
It’s	off the

	Blade,	did you get				this hair
	Where
		It’s as if someone
	sample?
	went in and			retroactively
					but not
	changed	the DNA,
						.
	in a nice way							.
	I need		to do more				tests
We need to talk about
. Come	by
these results
later.
Dr. Dylan ALexander

	8.07.36 3:23 am						.
			“John,” Mom said
			“Wake up, John”.						of my bed,
	I opened my eyes and my		mom was sitting by the side
										burnt to a
						I was a kid. And she was
	but I was in my old room when
									. I screamed
	“Time for school, Johnny,”			said the charred remains
					in my apartment,			tonight. I looked at
	jumped up, but found myself
							there.
	side of my bed but there	was nothing

Man, I hate waking up in that cold sweat.

crisp. and the

I haven’t thought about my folks for a while, so I decided to pull this out:

9.30.36 9:55 pm
This is the fourth account of what some call “the claw” – a mutant
	.
creature rumored to roam under the city in abandoned	subway tunnels
All four descriptions
of this beast involve
an abnormally huge
left arm with a claw
on the end, and a bony,
almost skull-like face.
Special forces have
combed the north and
west subway routes,
but have not uncovered
any evidence to date.
Many homeless have
reported accounts
to the police on this
matter ever since two
homeless men, Michael
Wilson and Harry Miller,
were found gutted at the
Sheppard subway station last month.

Went down to sector 3, to do my own investigation, where all the crazy reports of this so called “claw” creature was. I found where some of the locals had been doing a few wall drawings of what they claim they saw. Tried to talk with the bums, they are a little too whacked out to make sense. Took a few shots of the walls and construction workers. Guess I will file these in the Y-Files. Speaking of Files, I remember when I was a kid seeing reruns of that show from the late ‘90s.

Then on January 1st, 2001, the producers went missing. Cool. . .