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Dear Mom, we're holed up in an old church now. The bells still ring every hour, though nobody's touched them in weeks. Anderson got hit yesterday - he'll make it, but they're sending him home. The nights are the worst. The waiting. Always the waiting.

The rain beats against your skin like tiny needles. Through the mist, you see them: skeletal figures shuffling through knee-deep mud, carrying loads that would break stronger men. Your muscles scream with each step, but stopping means death in this green hell of the Pacific.

These monsters think they can take our city, turn it into their playground of evil. But we're armed and ready. Tonight we'll storm their hideout and send every last demon back to the hell they came from.

You're on day five when the berries seem like salvation red bright perfect you remember reading somewhere they're safe you eat handful after handful your throat burns first then your stomach your vision blurs by hour three your organs are shutting down nature's colors were a warning you never learned to read

I've watched them tear through our defense lines, ripping tanks apart like paper, some claim it's just advanced weaponry, but if you ask me, I've seen things that defy explanation, moving through the smoke, taking our units apart piece by piece.

I remember the night I controlled the territory. People feared me, but the demons were always watching. The gang members said I had special powers. But everything changed when the police surrounded our hideout that dark morning.

I was out there in the mountains when that storm hit. Lightning struck not twenty feet from me, and I had to crawl under this big rock. Stayed there all night, shivering and wet. Bears was moving around nearby, I could hear 'em sniffing.

This investigation is under my control now, detective. Leave the paperwork on my desk and walk away. You’ve done enough damage for one day. Your family’s future depends on your cooperation, so don't make me regret giving you this opportunity.