>>>>>ACTIVATE BARRY-OS
>>>>>BARRY-OS ACTIVATED
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>>>>>>ERROR: RECYCLEBIN NOT FOUND
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[CLICK]
Hey guys! You all doing well?
Did you see my upload from before?
Good
Ok, I won't bother you with the backstory, hopefully your familiar with all that. But I've been a very busy little bee today.
I'm back in London, back in my house in fact, probably why this is being recorded clearly without static and shit!
...
Wait was that? Ha! No!
Sorry, I thought I was chancing fate for a moment.
Ok, right. So by now you've read about the Zed Head I dealt with in London?
Yeah, so I've been looking for the fucker who started the whole thing. Aaand today is day one of my investigation, and I spent most of it with my thumb up my ass getting Jack and Shit from all over the place.
Got a face mind. Greasy looking fucker. Long black hair, looks like a guy who hasn't been laid in a long time.
I've needed to give him a name, something to go by.
I figured Samedi would be good. You know, from Voodoo. I mean if this guy is making Zeds, then really he's just a modern witch-doctor. Only without the Diablo-esq doggies.
So yeah... Samedi.
I've got Barry on the case, he's running screen grabs on what CCTV I was able to jack into, but so far, fuck all.
Heard back from the white coats at the Eye however.
Yeah, they got a hold of the Zed Mother, did some tests. Found some weird stuff in her blood.
[RUFFLE OF PAPER]
ParaZydrate-Dehydro-Something. They're calling it PZD for the moment.
So yeah, she had traces of this PZD shit in her system, they took it out and ran it through some tests, got the vid file here for you if interested.
>>>>>>ATTACH: PZDTEST004.mov
Sorry about the format, but they're Mac assholes, and honestly, I can't be fucked to convert it.
So yeah, from what I gather these they gave it to some lab mouse, within seconds it had reached the poor fucker's brain, shrivelled it to one tenth's it size, and the little git tried to eat the other nice around it. Gave it some sort of super strength too, head butted it's cage bars and bent the shit outta them.
Yeah, so... If this shit gets out into the mainstream, we're pretty much fucked.
The white coats tried a few things, injection, ingestion, even rubbing it on the skin. Thankfully the last one didn't do anything. The ingestion however, yeah.
Results weren't as fast as injection, but they ended up the same regardless. Apparently that took about two hours.
Either way, if this Samedi guy gets it into the water supply, then London is going to go all 28 Days Later. And that can just fuck right off.
Anyway, like I said. I got Barry checking the CCTV, we got a few back doors and worms doing their things. This Samedi turns up, I'll know.
I'll keep you posted, but for now, stay vigilant, and don't let anyone stick you with needles, especially if they look like a Nightwish fan.
>>>>>>SIGNAL LOST
>>HAVE A NICE DAY
Thursday, 11 August 2016
Incident Report #3829
>>>>>INITIATE BARRY-OS
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>>>>>PLAY FINAL COUNTDOWN
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>>>>>>>DOWNLOAD INC3829.rtf
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>>>>>>>RUN INC3829.rtf
Cox: This is Agent Cox reporting at 0600, and I am joined by Agent Cornell
Cornell: Do you mind not using my real name?
Cox: What would you prefer? I know you are partial to pop culture references. I had thought about a Men in Black reference, but
Cornell: But that would make us both Agent C.
Cox: Exactly.
Cornell: Just use Skorn, OK?
Cox: Scorn?
Cornell: [CENSORED] no! Skorn, with a hard K!
Cox: There's no need to swear Agent.
Cornell: [CENSORED] you
Cox: Excuse me?
Cornell: You heard me, [CENSORED] you and your dog too!
Cox: I don't...
Cornell: You know what I [CENSORED]ing mean.
Cox: Anyway, I am joined by Agent Skorn. Agent, would you explain for the tape why you are here?
Cornell: ...fine. I mean [CENSORED] I'm here anyway, I might as well make it worth my [CENSORED]ing time, even if I think it's worth Jack [CENSORED] of our time.
Cox: Agent! Please mind your language.
Cornell: [CENSORED]
Cox: Anyway...
Cornell: Ok, well [CENSORED], so apparently the big [CENSORED]s here thought it best I recount the events of the past eight hours personally, rather than reading the report that I already need to write up for my boss explaining why I've been [CENSORED]ing AWOL.
Cox: Indeed. My Seniors have become increasingly aware that your reports are not completed in time, nor to a level of detail that is deemed satisfactory. We could complain to your supervisor, but we understand that there is little else she can do to manage your behaviour.
Cornell: [CENSORED] you.
Cox: Agent!
Cornell: Fine. So I arrived on the scene at, oh I don't know, three O'Clock yesterday.
Cox: Was that AM or PM?
Cornell: PM
Cox: So Fifteen Hundred hours?
Cornell: Yes
Cox: Our records show you arriving on scene at Fifteen Twenty Two
Cornell: [CENSORED] you
Cox: I'll take that as a confirmation.
Cornell: so I arrived at the site
Cox: Which was?
Cornell: Old Street underground station in [CENSORED]ing London, OK? Good. Anyway I arrived at the site, and had been told that there was a possible 103 on our hands.
Cox: 103?
Cornell: Zed attack
Cox: Zed?
Cornell: [CENSORED]ing Zombies! You know this would be a lot [CENSORED]ing quicker if you just let me tell the [CENSORED]ing story!
Cox: Continue
Cornell: We had a kid, boy, about six years old and his mother on the overground tracks. The station was on lockdown as they thought it was a... [CENSORED] what's the term? A one under. I guess this would be a two under?
Cox: This isn't a joking matter.
Cornell: Hmph! Well when I arrived the entire platform had been cleared out, and while it may have been a person or two under the train, there was clearly more to it.
Cox: Go on.
Cornell: The carriage had been moved off the site of impact, and it was clear that the kid had been hit first, there wasn't much left of him intact. The mother however was only missing her legs and an arm. The rest was pretty much intact. But when she saw me he stopped her lunch
Cox: Her, what?
Cornell: Oh did I leave that out? The [CENSORED] was eating her [CENSORED]ing kid's remains.
Cox: That's horrible!
Cornell: You get used to it. [CENSORED] you should see the [CENSORED] in Tokyo! Makes this look like [CENSORED]ing kids telly!
Cox: So ummm... What did you... Did you do?
Cornell: You ok boss? You look a little green in the gills?
Cox: I'm fine. Please continue.
Cornell: ok, so I Mozambiqued her Zed ass, you know, two in the chest, one in the head. Or is it one in the chest, and two in the head? I forget. Then put one in the kid just to make sure. You know, nuke him from orbit.
Cox: You do realise we are talking about people here, right Agent?
Cornell: They're not people.
Cox: What?
Cornell: You think I can do what I do and think of them as [CENSORED]ing people? [CENSORED] no! They're [CENSORED]ing Zeds and the only kind thing to do is put them out of their misery.
Cox: But the kid
Cornell: Would have eventually turned, probably in the morgue while being examined. So yeah, no he's not a [CENSORED]ing problem, and he's not going to be biting any doc any time soon making more [CENSORED] Zed Heads. Got it?
Cox: Yes... I see.
Cornell: Seriously dude, you really don't look good.
Cox: I'm fine, please continue.
Cornell: Not much else to say. One Zed dead, and one turner put out of his inevitable misery.
Cox: I see, and the time by then was?
Cornell: oh I don't know, maybe three thirty?
Cox: So ten minutes after you arrived?
Cornell: Yes
Cox: So why was it then Agent that you only called the job in at a full twenty minutes after you said you finished? What were you doing for that time.
Cornell: Oh that...
Cox: Yes, can you explain?
Cornell: I was following up a lead.
Cox: A lead?
Cornell: Yes. You see, Zeds don't just come out of nowhere, they need to be made. Most common is another Zed biting them, but there's all sorts of other stuff.
Cox: Ok...
Cornell: And as I was about to leave, the police admin chick, she showed me her camera footage. [CENSORED] don't look at me like that! I mean the CCTV stuff.
Cox: And did you find anything interesting?
Cornell: [CENSORED] yeah! I got a copy of it here, see?
Cox: You are referring to your flash drive?
Cornell: Yes of course I am. [CENSORED]!
Cox: And what did you find?
Cornell: So get this, the mother who turned, no bite marks or anything on her, but right here on this [CENSORED]ing vid we have some dude touching her on the neck!
Cox: I don't see how a sexual pervert is responsible for a... 103.
Cornell: It's all on the video. As soon as he touches her neck there's this weird blemish or something there. I'm thinking he injected her with something, and not the usual Zed [CENSORED] but something new, probably an artificial catalyst or something.
Cox: You mean a drug?
Cornell: Now you get it! Just add water! I stand Zombie Apocalypse!
Cox: That's an interesting theory. Have you shared it with your handler?
Cornell: Of course not! What sort of [CENSORED]ing idiot do you think I am?
Cox: Ok, listen Agent. I want you to return to London, right? See what else you can dig up on this guy in the video. I'll speak with your handler and get it cleared away.
Cornell: On it.
Cox: Oh and agent?
Cornell: Hmm?
Cox: How'd you avoid being on the cameras yourself?
Cornell: I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those dead-mutes.
Cox: What?
Cornell: Just call me the Laughing Man.
>>>>>>SIGNAL LOST
>>HAVE A NICE DAY
>>>>BARRY-OS INITIATED
>>>>>>ACTIVATE WINAMP
>>>>>PLAY FINAL COUNTDOWN
>>>>TRACE EYELOC
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>
>>>>>>EYELOC TRACED
>>>>>>>DOWNLOAD INC3829.rtf
>>>
>>>>>>>RUN INC3829.rtf
Cox: This is Agent Cox reporting at 0600, and I am joined by Agent Cornell
Cornell: Do you mind not using my real name?
Cox: What would you prefer? I know you are partial to pop culture references. I had thought about a Men in Black reference, but
Cornell: But that would make us both Agent C.
Cox: Exactly.
Cornell: Just use Skorn, OK?
Cox: Scorn?
Cornell: [CENSORED] no! Skorn, with a hard K!
Cox: There's no need to swear Agent.
Cornell: [CENSORED] you
Cox: Excuse me?
Cornell: You heard me, [CENSORED] you and your dog too!
Cox: I don't...
Cornell: You know what I [CENSORED]ing mean.
Cox: Anyway, I am joined by Agent Skorn. Agent, would you explain for the tape why you are here?
Cornell: ...fine. I mean [CENSORED] I'm here anyway, I might as well make it worth my [CENSORED]ing time, even if I think it's worth Jack [CENSORED] of our time.
Cox: Agent! Please mind your language.
Cornell: [CENSORED]
Cox: Anyway...
Cornell: Ok, well [CENSORED], so apparently the big [CENSORED]s here thought it best I recount the events of the past eight hours personally, rather than reading the report that I already need to write up for my boss explaining why I've been [CENSORED]ing AWOL.
Cox: Indeed. My Seniors have become increasingly aware that your reports are not completed in time, nor to a level of detail that is deemed satisfactory. We could complain to your supervisor, but we understand that there is little else she can do to manage your behaviour.
Cornell: [CENSORED] you.
Cox: Agent!
Cornell: Fine. So I arrived on the scene at, oh I don't know, three O'Clock yesterday.
Cox: Was that AM or PM?
Cornell: PM
Cox: So Fifteen Hundred hours?
Cornell: Yes
Cox: Our records show you arriving on scene at Fifteen Twenty Two
Cornell: [CENSORED] you
Cox: I'll take that as a confirmation.
Cornell: so I arrived at the site
Cox: Which was?
Cornell: Old Street underground station in [CENSORED]ing London, OK? Good. Anyway I arrived at the site, and had been told that there was a possible 103 on our hands.
Cox: 103?
Cornell: Zed attack
Cox: Zed?
Cornell: [CENSORED]ing Zombies! You know this would be a lot [CENSORED]ing quicker if you just let me tell the [CENSORED]ing story!
Cox: Continue
Cornell: We had a kid, boy, about six years old and his mother on the overground tracks. The station was on lockdown as they thought it was a... [CENSORED] what's the term? A one under. I guess this would be a two under?
Cox: This isn't a joking matter.
Cornell: Hmph! Well when I arrived the entire platform had been cleared out, and while it may have been a person or two under the train, there was clearly more to it.
Cox: Go on.
Cornell: The carriage had been moved off the site of impact, and it was clear that the kid had been hit first, there wasn't much left of him intact. The mother however was only missing her legs and an arm. The rest was pretty much intact. But when she saw me he stopped her lunch
Cox: Her, what?
Cornell: Oh did I leave that out? The [CENSORED] was eating her [CENSORED]ing kid's remains.
Cox: That's horrible!
Cornell: You get used to it. [CENSORED] you should see the [CENSORED] in Tokyo! Makes this look like [CENSORED]ing kids telly!
Cox: So ummm... What did you... Did you do?
Cornell: You ok boss? You look a little green in the gills?
Cox: I'm fine. Please continue.
Cornell: ok, so I Mozambiqued her Zed ass, you know, two in the chest, one in the head. Or is it one in the chest, and two in the head? I forget. Then put one in the kid just to make sure. You know, nuke him from orbit.
Cox: You do realise we are talking about people here, right Agent?
Cornell: They're not people.
Cox: What?
Cornell: You think I can do what I do and think of them as [CENSORED]ing people? [CENSORED] no! They're [CENSORED]ing Zeds and the only kind thing to do is put them out of their misery.
Cox: But the kid
Cornell: Would have eventually turned, probably in the morgue while being examined. So yeah, no he's not a [CENSORED]ing problem, and he's not going to be biting any doc any time soon making more [CENSORED] Zed Heads. Got it?
Cox: Yes... I see.
Cornell: Seriously dude, you really don't look good.
Cox: I'm fine, please continue.
Cornell: Not much else to say. One Zed dead, and one turner put out of his inevitable misery.
Cox: I see, and the time by then was?
Cornell: oh I don't know, maybe three thirty?
Cox: So ten minutes after you arrived?
Cornell: Yes
Cox: So why was it then Agent that you only called the job in at a full twenty minutes after you said you finished? What were you doing for that time.
Cornell: Oh that...
Cox: Yes, can you explain?
Cornell: I was following up a lead.
Cox: A lead?
Cornell: Yes. You see, Zeds don't just come out of nowhere, they need to be made. Most common is another Zed biting them, but there's all sorts of other stuff.
Cox: Ok...
Cornell: And as I was about to leave, the police admin chick, she showed me her camera footage. [CENSORED] don't look at me like that! I mean the CCTV stuff.
Cox: And did you find anything interesting?
Cornell: [CENSORED] yeah! I got a copy of it here, see?
Cox: You are referring to your flash drive?
Cornell: Yes of course I am. [CENSORED]!
Cox: And what did you find?
Cornell: So get this, the mother who turned, no bite marks or anything on her, but right here on this [CENSORED]ing vid we have some dude touching her on the neck!
Cox: I don't see how a sexual pervert is responsible for a... 103.
Cornell: It's all on the video. As soon as he touches her neck there's this weird blemish or something there. I'm thinking he injected her with something, and not the usual Zed [CENSORED] but something new, probably an artificial catalyst or something.
Cox: You mean a drug?
Cornell: Now you get it! Just add water! I stand Zombie Apocalypse!
Cox: That's an interesting theory. Have you shared it with your handler?
Cornell: Of course not! What sort of [CENSORED]ing idiot do you think I am?
Cox: Ok, listen Agent. I want you to return to London, right? See what else you can dig up on this guy in the video. I'll speak with your handler and get it cleared away.
Cornell: On it.
Cox: Oh and agent?
Cornell: Hmm?
Cox: How'd you avoid being on the cameras yourself?
Cornell: I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those dead-mutes.
Cox: What?
Cornell: Just call me the Laughing Man.
>>>>>>SIGNAL LOST
>>HAVE A NICE DAY
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