Log Entry 05.11.3021, 14:32
hours
I can’t believe that happened, any of
it. I’m still shaking.
Jareth was outside with the others,
right? Rion was on my knee, telling me I needed to put this log
away and start paying more attention to him, and I was only half
watching what the others were doing, only partially minding
anything that wasn’t Rion, when from the corner of my eye I saw
Jareth fall. Like a puppet whose strings were cut, he just
collapsed, fell face down in the puddle Paol was poking
at.
Then everything happened at
once.
Paol rolled Jareth over. His face was
hidden beneath that sticky scum clinging to his suit—it covered his
mask, his shoulders, his gun. More than half his white biohazard
suit was green with the s**t. Paol wiped at Jareth’s mask, smearing
the go
