Liam Eckert, major of the USMC Special Ops Unit Lemora reporting in.

The mountains are cold and quiet.

Besides myself, there's only three remaining in my squad.

For the past few hours, or any indication,

we'll all be dead by sunrise.

That thing, ungodly vile and beyond comprehension

is still out there in the forest beyond.

We found shelter in a cave.

The dam space providing a safety for a little while.

It could easily be right outside our doorstep,

and we wouldn't even have a chance to scream.

In the event we perish, I leave behind the record of what we found here,

hopeful that the creature will only kill us.

But the little good these notes will do, I can't say.

I might as well let the world be think we understand is nonexistent.

October 22nd, my squad consists of eight other season marine officers

that I have served alongside for nearly 13 years.

A commanding officer Jack Tagett gave us the mission dock at approximately

twenty-three hundred hours.

Well, I can't include the exact details of the report here.

I can't summarize to let you know that we were ordered to eliminate a threat

that's been identified near the Yosemite National Park.

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