Call me Cleo... Miss Cleo. Dial the # on the screen, 4.99 for a 10 min consultation....
fucking hell... i knew it. didn't i just fucking predict what was coming? got the orders an hour ago along with an hour long briefing from some lab monkey.the last few days we spent working our way around the wall, checking for problems. and there were some fucked up problems. strange fucking shit going down around this city. i can't believe some of the shit we ran into... shit with no logical explanation, shit that scares the hell out of all of us. we were told not to say a word about what we saw, what we found, just to have sappers fix it and keep moving.took nearly a week to secure, verify, secure again, verify again and confirm the integrity of the entire fucking wall. we were just coming off the last section, having spent nearly twelve hours fighting Romeo so the engineers could repair some trouble spots at about 2100 when the sappers officially declared the entire structure intact and reinforced. the rest of our squad headed straight to our assigned quarters while i rode…See More
