Floxham Island ~ Sinclair V-Log AZ267/M
somewhere,” I offered. “We’re
obviously running off some kind of emergency power system in
here.”
    “Umm, I’m sorry
to put a dampener on things,” Marta said suddenly, “but something
has been bothering me. This may be a silly question but umm, how
did that creature get into this part of the building?” Silence
ensued as we all turned the question over in our minds. “When we
arrived,” she continued, “the main door was closed and we’ve not
discovered a single broken or open window, so how did it get in?
Don’t you think we need to find out before more come in the same
way?” My heart sank as the truth of her words hit home. Just as I
was getting to the point of believing that all we had to do was
find something to occupy our minds until the Sally B returned to
rescue us, we were back with the realisation that we could all
still be eaten alive.
    “She’s right,”
I said, breaking the tense silence at last. “We must find how and
where it got in, even if it just means we know which part of the
building to avoid, but we have to find out. And I have to recapture
Nembier too, especially now he has another murder on his hands.”
Everyone looked at me in shock and I sighed. “Jena Marks’ body
wasn’t in the same state as all the other bodies here, and if she
was killed by one of those things, how come Eddy was unhurt? No, it
must’ve been Nembier. The only thing I can’t for the life of me
understand is why he would kill her.” Everyone ate the remainder of
their tasteless lunch in silence as we pondered our coming
mission.
    Okay folks I’m
going to break the report here temporarily. I’m getting a bit dry
mouthed with all this talking so I’m going to get something to eat
and I have to change this vidicom lens too. V-log reference
AZ267/M, data log reference point 2458712/6541.
     
     
*****
     
     

CHAPTER
FOUR
     
    Hang on a
second while I readjust this new vidicom lens. There was an
unfortunate incident a couple of weeks ago when umm, oh never mind
that’s another story. Okay there we go, now where was I? Oh yeah,
V-log reference AZ267/M continuing report. Data log reference point
2458712/6542.
    Well as I said
earlier, we all ate our lunch pretty quietly and I think all of us
were further unsettled when we realised we had to go searching for
how and where the creatures gained entry to the prison and I was
more than a little irritated that I also was to be chasing Nembier
all over again. At least we all knew we weren’t going to have to
search the upper floors again, which narrowed things down quite a
bit but it also meant we couldn’t avoid venturing into the cell
wings. This was something I was hoping we wouldn’t need to do, but
we all knew there was nowhere else to go looking without going
outside so we decided to split up into two groups this time. This
would help ensure safety as much as possible and cut down the time
it would take us to search all eight cell wings. We tried to steal
ourselves for the carnage we fully expected to find in the cells,
but then something occurred to me.
    “Y’know guys,”
I said as we prepared to split up into two groups, “the prisoners
down in the cells might not actually be dead.” Blank stares greeted
me alongside several frowns so I sighed deeply and explained as
clearly as I could. “Prison cells are constructed tough. They are
designed to keep folks inside, not to be easily broken out of, or
into. We could find the prisoners still alive down there. Still
alive and hungry and then we’ll have the added complication of
taking care of them.” Dex and Flark looked decidedly annoyed at
this.
    “Shit,” Dex
exclaimed as he looked at me, “you’re right Sam. And there could be
another problem too. We could find some of them still confined, as
you say but some could’ve gotten out and be roaming around down
there. We could find ourselves surrounded by who knows how many
murderers and crazies.”
    “Look, maybe we
should just stay right out

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