[Recovered Audio Log: Voice Unknown]
“This is Special Agent [UNKNOWN].. Audio Log.. Number 23.”
The speaker’s voice is in a clear hushed and anxious tone. His breaths loud as if just running.
“Fuck. I’ve done everything I could have. The Program. This. Program keeps coming up. I’ve mobilized countless tactical teams to handle this… situation in Knox County. Though it seems they’ve been re-routed elsewhere…”
The man rambles on about upper echelon department of justice seemingly inadequate response to the Knox County Virus and its endless bureaucracy. The sound of broken glass is heard being stepped on behind the speakers voice, he audibly turns and runs once more.
“Files. Files.. I’ve got them. I need to.. look into them. Agents. I need.. people.. this ‘Glass-Meridian..’ These should do.”
The man opens a car door, and after some time driving and more walking through woods, a door is heard being closed, a relaxed and comforting sigh. The sound of a dozen or so manilla folders bei