I've stopped sending the transcriptions to the director. This is far too important to waste on this miserable excuse of an organization. I'm keeping the original journal. This could be the key to saving our world.

Consider this my official resignation.

Agent Leo Church

July 29

The facility is gone. Everything is gone. I'm sitting on a rock watching the world disappear.

I guess I ended up taking the third option after all.

I wonder what disappearing will feel like. To have never existed.

There's nothing I can do any more. I tried. I tried to save them. 

“We will never fully understand them. Never fully control it.”

July 28

They're gone.

I woke up this morning and the entire camp was gone. Every single agent.

I'm alone.

July 27 - Part 2

Dad disappeared when I was too young to even remember him. I was always the unwanted kid whose dad had walked out. Mom did her best, but everyone laughs at the boy playing catch with his mom. I just wanted a normal family.

I started looking for him in high school. Mom gave me a name and I searched every website I could find. I never found any trace of him. Once Mom die was gone I started looking even harder. I had great relatives, they took good care of me, but I never had the family I wanted.

Mr. Smith may have been assigned to evaluate my progress in the facility but

He was the closest thing I ever had to a father.

July 27

I can't stop it.

If I get rid of the last three Fears, the Ravager will return.

If I don't get rid of the last of the Fears, our entire universe will cease to be.

I miss Mr. Smith.

July 24

I keep trying to tell myself this is a trick of the Stranger. It's showing me these images to break my spirit.

But today as I was walking around the camp seeing what progress we're making on finding the Birds and the Shifter without the computer I realized something. Mr. Smith is gone.

I asked someone where he was and they had no idea what I was talking about. No one did. Three other agents are missing as well.

It's getting worse.

July 23 - Part 2

I don't know what I'm doing anymore.

I thought I was working for a good cause. I thought I was making the world better. But in another week there might not even been a world left.

I'm letting everybody down and they don't even know it.