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Subject Psychological Evaluation Experiment Series: ALPHA

Classification [REDACTED] Projected [REDACTED] Date [REDACTED] Name: [REDACTED] Weight: [REDACTED] Age: [REDACTED] Blood Type: [REDACTED] Height: [REDACTED] Infection Status: CONFIRMED POSITIVE - HARRAN VIRUS

THREAT ASSESSMENT:

Operational Threat: EXTREME - Conventional containment measures ineffective. Operational Proficiency: EXTREME - Demonstrated aptitude in close-quarters combat, advanced parkour and adaptive survival tactics. Engagement Restrictions: EXTREME - Direct contact prohibited without deployment of full tactical support. Surveillance and remote monitoring mandatory in all operational zones.

PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE:

Baseline Mental State: STABLE Current Mental State: DETERIORATING Emotional Triggers: [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED]. Cooperation Level: MINIMAL - Subject non-compliant under standard containment procedures. Resistance Level: HIGH - Subject exhibits erratic temperament under stress conditions. Implementation of counteractive measures is authorised during direct engagement.

MEDICAL OBSERVATIONS:

[spoken during sexual intercourse]  Farid?  Can you... can you hear me?  This is... your wife.. I...I HATE you.  I’ve hated you... for years.  I’m with... Adnan... and he and I both wanted you to... hear us.  [The panting gets louder, becomes screams of pleasure, and the call hangs up]

*slowly puts down phone*

*walks away quietly*

Lieutenant?  We’ve detained a man named Ali Atalay.  He’s been keeping an infected family member, one Yen Atalay, in his house, chained up.  Ali was feeding the infected with raw meat of unknown origin.  He did not want to divulge any information, and was generally very uncooperative.  We put down the infected, and executed Ali on the spot, per your directives.

Entry #271:  It’s dangerous for me to keep writing like this.  I need to cover my tracks.  I’ve got to start writing in code.  I wish I could speak Navajo, but this will have to do.

Code kye:

Allies=Igloos

Radiation=Tartar Sauce

Lizard=Pumpkin

Weapon=French fries

Enemies=Pliers 

Alien=Meat

Test sentence:

The evidence that meat pumpkins are here is undeniable. 

I believe their French fires fire some sort of tartar sauce that turns pliers into igloos. 

Test complete.

Results: Satisfactory.

Proceed with implementation. 

If you come across any hostile humans, I’ve found it’s really kind of awesome to use the rotters against them.  I mean, why should I risk losing a weapon or, y’know, getting gnawed on, when I can just make some noise (blow up a barrel or something) and draw ever viral in the vicinity to where the assholes are?

Hey--Dad?  It’s me.  I want to tell you something.  Something I’ve always been afraid to.  But it doesn’t matter now.  Dad, you are the worst man I have ever known.  You treated me and Mom like fucking punching bags.  Did that make you feel big?  Powerful?  Well, you’re a worthless piece of shit.  I hope you die alone, asshole. 

Okay, so you’ve heard me talk about Volatiles, and if you’re unlucky enough or dumb enough, you’ve seen one or two yourself.  Well, this is important: You can hide from Volatiles in the water!  It always works!  I’m serious, dive below the surface and wait a few seconds, and they just wander off!  Guess their senses aren’t strong enough to find you underwater?  Or maybe they just have REALLY short attention spans.  I don’t care, I just know it works.  I also know I need to do more cardio, because my lung capacity is terrible.