MISSION LOG

DAY 10

Repeated hails to Dog Fort have gone unanswered on all comm frequencies. We fear the worst, but we must maintain vigilance. We cannot abandon our posts despite our fear, despite the growing unease that lives always in the back of our minds, that comes in the night to tickle us with doubt like a spider in our fur that we cannot quite scratch. We must remain resolute. Dog Fort is still there. Dog Fort will answer.

MISSION LOG

DAY 25

Though supplies remain plentiful, our will has been sorely depleted. There are those among us who believe Dog Fort to be gone. I am not among them. I have remained at my post. My radio gear is still functional, and I remain strong and whole. I will call again. I do not know hesitation. I do not know fear. I am Red Lobster. I will remain when all others have fled.

MISSION LOG

DAY 41

Two more left in the night. Where they have gone, I do not know, and I cannot afford to care. In the watches of the night, I know the doubt will return again to trap me, to enfold me in layers of disquiet that I must not allow to settle around me like a dark blanket. I must remain at my post. I will call again. I know Dog Fort will answer.

MISSION LOG

DAY 65

Dog Fort will answer.

MISSION LOG

DAY 71

Dog Fort will answer.

MISSION LOG

DAY 98

Dog Fort must answer.

MISSION LOG

DAY 119

Has Dog Fort abandoned us? Has Dog Fort abandoned me? This cannot be. I am the only one who remains. I am still Red Lobster. Dog Fort, hear me. I remain.

MISSION LOG

DAY 122