June 5th, 1953 - Journal of Aaron White

Just got in from another town sweep, we were fortunate not to lose anyone this time. 2 days ago we lost 3 men. 2 shot to death and another ran off. Basically we just go out and search for resources and survivors. If we run into any trouble, they have given use each a waepon called a Bullseye. Once we take care of any ambushers or attacks, we take whatever weapons and ammo they have.

The technology these creatures have is incredible. One had a gun that could actually shoot through walls! James called it an Auger. It can also put up a shield that will stop other bullets from going through. Fascinating!! I need to look more into these weapons. Once we are skilled enough with simple things like the Bullseye and Carbine, they will move us up to other weapons (assuming ammo is sufficiant)

May 31st, 1953 - Journal of Aaron White 9:20 pm

Well, I went to go see my bro. I wish I could just describe the look on his face when he saw us and the baby. I caught him up on pretty much everything. We both just about broke down when I brought up mom and dad not making it.

On a lighter note, I just hear that they plan to send myself and a few other new guys out to look for food. Guess thats the best way to get us prepared since there isnt really an area for training. Im a little nervous about the whole thing. We will have weapons, so we won't be completely defenseless. Looking forward to it...

May 31st, 1953 - Journal of Aaron White 9:56

Been awhile, I enlisted today. Jenna wasn't too happy about it but she understands why I need to do this. Also, James and his men finally returned. Im about to go see him as soon as he has been debriefed, I can't wait to see the look on his face when he sees us and the baby.

May 27th, 1953 - Journal of Aaron White

Its too early too be up, but Jenna is resting and I need to take care of the baby. Thats right our baby finally came. On May 25th, 1953, Skylar Hope White was born. Despite all the horrible things that have happened, it was the happiest day of my life. But soon it could all be taken away, as oon as Jenna is able to take care of the baby, Im going to enlist to fight off those beasts. This country has done so much for my family, then they come and destroy everything. I love my family, and I wish I could help out here so that I could be with them, but they need people to fight, search for supplies, and find survivors.

Im calling it a night as soon as the baby is asleep. Things are going slow, so I might not even need to write as much anymore. At least until its time to help out.

May 22, 1953 - Journal of Aaron White

Its about 5:30 here, we made it to Norfolk. Its been heavily barricaded because of the attacks. I asked about John and my parents, but I've been told that John was sent to look for survivors in a nearby town 2 about 8 hours ago, but hasn't reported back. They also say that my parents aren't on the list of occupants. I suppose they never made it this far. God bless them.

They baby is due any weak now. Or at least thats what a doctor here says. They also need men to help them fight, I plan on volunteering after the baby is born.

But thats not the main point at this moment, I need my rest.

May 20, 1953 - Journal of Aaron White

Katrina's gone. We woke up this morning and she left a note saying

"By the time you guys get this i'll already be gone. I cant go on without Matt. I miss him so much and I just have to go. Even if those things kill me, at least I'll be with him. I am so sorry you guys, but you can make it without me. Just please stay safe until Jenna has the baby. I hope you all live to see the end of this. Please just go on and be happy."

The letter was stained and had wet spots from her tears. I can't believe she left to go and die. I can only hope she meets her end with as little pain as possible. God if you're there, please watch over her.

After we found the letter, we headed towards town, in hopes of finding another vehicle. We went inside a store and managed to get some food and a new notebook to document the journey. When we left we decided to poke around some, maybe find some survivors. But all we found were those damn cocoons.

We're currently held up in the store we found, its too dark to travel. Hopefully this won't be my last entry.

May 18th, 1953 - Journal of Aaron White

its about 2:30 and we just ran out of gas somewhere in Virginia. These creatures are relentless. We drove by 2 towns yesterday that were completely empty of people. Just those weird cocoon things. We'll be sleeping in the car for the rest of the night, then we'll try to head into a town. We need transportation and I need more paper if I'm going to continue with the journal.