text: If you are reading this, then hello. If you aren’t already in a safe area, get to one. I’m pretty sure the world is safe if you are reading this, so try and bring this journal to a government facility or something. But if it isn’t, ​keep this journal safe at all costs​. I’m going to try and write as much of what happened with me as I can. February 5th, Friday, 7:43AM I was walking with my two friends, Jack and Ronin, on the way to school. Friday, I thought, hoping I could get through school for today and be out for a two week break. We were talking about random stuff, I couldn’t remember. One thing I do remember, and it still haunts me on how it happened. “What would y’all do in an alien invasion?”, asked Ronin. “Uh, probably get dual wield katanas!”, Jack said. “I would try to get a-”, I get cut off as a cylinder shaped tube, kind of like a Cyro-Tube from that game Halo, crashed into the street. Right as it happened, miraculously the Military showed up, and started shouting orders for people to get back inside. The tube started to open up, and when finished launched out this thing, reminding me of a Facehugger from the movie Aliens. It got near a group of people filming with their phones, and exploded. They immediately fell to the ground, and started to spasm and convulse. It was disgusting, but I didn’t get to see the aftermath. My friends and I booked it to my house, along the way with Ronin saying, “Talk about perfect timing am I right?” We make it to my house, quickly lock the doors and windows, and run to my room. My parents are at work, so it was just us three. We heard screams of agony, pain, and fear. We soon heard a knock at the door, saying it was Military Personal. They take us to a bunker, with many others. We get there, and get a room, with two bunk-beds, meaning someone else would be in here with us. It was a guy at our school, Tommy. I knew him, but didn’t talk much to him. We eventually fell asleep, hoping it was a bad dream. But it only became a nightmare. February 6th, Saturday, 9:28AM I wake up, and realize I am sore all over. I go ahead and get up, and wake my friend up, Tommy already gone. We head to the cafeteria, having oatmeal and a piece of toast, along with either water or orange juice. Wasn’t bad, but wasn’t the best either. I got to meet a group of special military forces called Spartans. They were called Fireteam Sabre, made up of Spartan Kenshi, the leader and swordsman of the fireteam, Spartan Ridge, the sniper and second in command, and finally Spartan Specter, the Tech Specialist. They head out, with other military forces, to try and rescue others. They do come back, with only a few survivors, including my parents. A few military were killed while rescuing. We went through the rest of the day, and went to sleep for the night. March 11th, Thursday, 3:47PM Remember how I said it would soon become a nightmare? That is exactly what happened, except it was real. I was just hanging out, talking with my friends in the room, since there wasn’t much else to do. Suddenly, an alarm starts going off, someone gets on the speaker saying for us to get to the hangar to evacuate, that we have been breached. It was chaos, so I told my friends and Tommy to follow me. I go to my parents, and we make our way to the hangar. As we were making our way, this mutant thing, which I assumed was once a human, had led a couple of other mutants and breached the bunker. How you may ask? How would I know? We got to the hangar, passing by dead mutants and survivors. We eventually make it to the hangar, and quickly get into an armored truck, with others inside. I look out a small barred window, and see a few more survivors get killed. They almost made it, but the Mutants had other plans.... I later had my assumptions confirmed. The Mutants were indeed other people. Apparently a cure is in the works of being made, and hopefully this cure will solve our problem. March 12th, Friday, 1:51PM We had come across an old village, and decided to check for supplies. Apparently, these Mutants are still smart enough to plan ambushes. Spartan Specter had gotten attacked by three Mutants, and killed one, but got overrun. Before he turned into one of them, he killed himself. He was able to give Spartan Kenshi his Tech, having a bad feeling. Guess he was right.. March 14th, Monday, 4:23AM We had finally made it to the bunker, this time will loads more people and protection. A few other survivors were found, and others died. At the new bunker, Head Scientist for the Cure, Dr. John, and his associates, Dr. Halsey and Dr. Cutter. They were close on a cure, and would release it after some testing. I had hoped those tests would be quick, and they were quick, but not in the intended way. May 11th, Tuesday, 2:55PM Those tests with the Cure had led to even more mutations, causing a short lockdown. A few unlucky survivors were killed in the rampage, but the Mutant was locked down again, this time with much more security for further tests. June 27th, Sunday, 6:34AM I was awoken to Tommy. Apparently, he got word the Cure was ready to release. I woke up fully at that, and was happy. The estimated time for the Cure to fully cure the entire world would be around 1-2 years. I got a little disappointed at hearing that, but was hopeful. I am going to also give this journal to Dr. Halsey for safe-keeping. I am hoping the Cure has worked. Anyways, this is the last time I’ll use this, so goodbye.