Ollie- 5/19-5/20/2032

May 19(?), 2032, 2300 Hours.
*Page is smeared with a light touch of dried blood.*
Tonight was a real fucking messs.

It all started with "Corax" and Falcon going out to scout the military base, while I was prepping the deer for meat. I figured I could bring Patches with me and then we could all sit by the fire and eat. I told her about how Bigfoot stole my shoes once, but by the time I was finished, Falcon and Chloe hadn't come back yet. I tried the main channel, their OpFreq, but nothing responded.

I couldn't just leave Patches at camp alone, not in this area and not at night. Worse, she was out cold again (She falls asleep easily) so I had to carry her on my back all the way across the valley. Hell of a trek, I had to balance across boards, climb ropes and ladders, all in full gear and with a tiny girl on my back. I can't believe I took her, though. Alice is going to kill me once we get back up. The elevator was out, so we had to jump to the cart, then to a ladder to get to the ground floor.

Turns out they were pinned by a turret on the ground floor, right above the blast doors that they thought was a camera. Chloe was hit in both legs, Falcon must have gone off for help because he wasn't anywhere to be seen. Turret ran out of ammo, so a couple of slugs took it down by the time I got there.

Chloe, Patches and I are trapped down here. The ladder's usable but Chloe's lost too much blood. She can't even hold on to me so we can climb, so we have to wait until her legs heal up. She's still hurt pretty bad but at least I got the bullet out. We'll have to get a surgeon once we get up top, but I have enough supplies to manage her legs and get some more blood into her system.

Oliver Takaoka, Private First Class.
Some Ass-end bunker in the middle of nowhere.

May 20, 2032, 0430 Hours.

Can't sleep. Counting shit.

My Gear:
M14-3 magazines, 15 loose rounds in reserve.
Sawed-Off-15 slugs (Don't waste these).
SOCOM-3 mags (42 rounds), 20 extra in box.
Husker Suit- Patches' blanket right now.

Bag:
First Aid Kit.
Mapcase.
Weekly Rations (Double this time, thank god)
4 pieces of jerky.
Scope.

Loot:
Hardtack crackers- Slightly stale, but they'll do.
3 bandage rolls.
Gauze pads.

May 20, 2032, 0800 Hours.
Chloe and Patches still asleep, so I went searching around the other rooms. Garage is pretty standard, had pushcarts and dismantled vehicles. The infirmary, though...I'm not sure what I saw there. Dead guy was dissected on the table, and there were bodies in the freezer. Might as well have been beef cuts for how well they were handled. It's got supplies, though, so I've been taking enough from there just to keep Chloe's legs clean. Thank God for the running water in the lab, too. We've been holed up in some sort of agro lab. Lots of sinks for washing things attached to the table, but no plants or anything as far as I can tell. Either way, it's clean enough and isn't covered in dead bodies like the rest of the floor.

There's some sort of freight elevator that leads down further into the complex, but I haven't tried my luck with it yet. The last thing I need is to be trapped even further below.

This place gives me the goddamn creeps. I can hear water dripping from pipes every 5 seconds. I'm not even sure what trapped them down here. Chloe kept rambling about a "psycho doctor" in her sleep. Guess that explains the dissection room, but that just makes me ask more questions. I'm even less keen to go downstairs, now.

Speaking of, been trying to scout the elevator shaft for ways up. I realized the ladder doesn't go all the way to the surface...Whoever the genius was that decided to cut it off near the top needs to be fired in the afterlife. It was hard enough to get down- I had to jump onto the cart, and then to the ladder- but getting back up? I gotta think of something. I wonder if I can climb up after the ladder and go get my grapple hook. It's still in that tunnel in the storage room, but it's long enough that it could reach from the top of the ladder.

Chloe's...Stable, for now. She's weak, and can't talk much...but it's better than yesterday. I've been giving her salted food but it's not the same as saline- I'll have to look for that in a bit. She's been talking and shaking in her sleep, but I guess this is normal when her legs had been bleeding for that long. I just hope she can hold on when I have to climb up the shaft.

Patches is really a trooper. She might be blind but she doesn't seem to be too bothered, at least for a girl her size. Still sleeps like a log, so not sure if she's nonchalant or just with a sleeping problem. I gave her my 84th bloodband, because she really is a soldier right now.

I wonder if this is what being a family man is like. Spending hours awake, watching your girl and a little kid to make sure nothing happens to them, constantly worrying about it even if you are absolutely sure that there is nothing down there with you. I haven't been able to sleep a wink since Chloe passed out. I've tried, but I'm still on edge right now. It's all I can do not to start biting my nails.

Can we get out of here today, and get them to safety? Sure, Alice is going to kill me when I get up top, but I'd take that over the uncertainty of life and death in a metal cave.

Oliver Takaoka, Private First Class.
Same bunker. Ass-End, California.

*Ollie's drawn a picture of a generic tree here, likely as a way of coping for an hour or so. Maybe it's to remind him they're still up there waiting for him.*