Field Officer Kurtz

December, 1986

Journal entry,
Today's patrol was harsh. We lost two of our twelve man squad today. I keep telling the men that it is the winter that is killing them, but in my heart I know that something unusual, something unnatural is at hand here. I don't know what it is, though. The men keep reporting seeing a figure shifting in the night, slithering between the cracks of light. I tell them it is just the radiation getting to your mind, I wish it was that simple. The local wildlife is becoming more scarce, and those that do survive are deeply malnourished due to some strange creature eating all the game. I've been here only a week now and I fear for my life. May that thing decide not to get me next....