Season 1

Log 283
Lt. Brian Pierce
Atlanta Military Squad 3

This has been an unusually hot summer. The stench from the city is horrendous. Just my luck I've been assigned to scavenging patrol the last two weeks. Would rather face the infected than gag my way through patrol in the crowded streets.

This heat is making the citizens even more paranoid than usual. With the current water shortage, there is mass dehydration. People are dying... and FEDRA, those bastards, have left it up to us to clear and burn the bodies as quick as we can to prevent further upset. It's only a matter of time before the cits realize what's going on... and when they do, it's not going to be pretty.

Some group calling themselves the Fireflies have been tagging their symbol with the word "Rise" all over the buildings. Higher-ups have notified us to stay vigilant. Apparently, the same started happening in Chicago before the riots. Our Zone is a lot larger... so who knows how devastating that could be for us. Scares the piss out of me.

To put the cherry on top, the FEDRA Infection Prevention details have been rounding up the healthier cits lately for some kind of plague medical testing. They're keeping it hush-hush, but rumor is they're running vaccine series tests. All I know for sure is, no cits have returned from this so-called testing yet. A buddy of mine told me his squad was hauled down there once to clear some infected; people, who he presumed, had turned as a result. He told me he saw people in cages, naked and haggard, looking like the Holocaust victims from the history books he used to study in school before all this...

I refuse to let my mind wander where any of that shit is concerned. Just trying to keep my head down... Maybe I can get transferred to another zone soon. One up north or one out west. I hear Salt Lake is nice this time of year.