Everything has gone to hell

I don't have any words.

I don't even know if this is working.

We have power but I don't know for how long.

I don't know if anyone's left to read this even if it does still work.

David won't talk. He's been like that since he had to

Since he had to

I can't even say it. I can't even say what he did, what I did.

We did what we had to to survive.

But that doesn't make it any better.

We're fucked.

We're ALL fucked.

David missed work today

He called to say he wouldn't be in.

Stephanie has a cold.

Pete's dead

Pete's body was found in an alley two blocks away this morning.

I can't find any details of next of kin and I'm too tired to do anything else.

That sounds terrible I know, but the city's going to hell right now.

I'm sorry Pete.

Missing Person

My neighbor, Pete Bowen, has gone missing. I can't find a photo of him but he's about 5'11", caucasian with dark hair and glasses. He's English.

I don't know what else to say. I've filed the report.

Jeb's still missing too.

Jeb's gone missing

My neighbor Pete was supposed to feed Jeb today while I was working, but the door was open when I got back.

I can't find Pete, and Jeb's gone - if Pete doesn't turn up tomorrow I'm going to file a report on him.

In the meantime, here's Jeb:



If you see him somewhere in Brooklyn, please email me at tina.theisland@gmail.com - I'd really appreciate it.

Photo by Powi

Something's happening

There's some seriously weird shit going down round here these days.

I've been on the force a few years now and I never had to draw my gun until a couple of weeks ago. A guy jumped David and started clawing at him - David held him off but couldn't shift him.

This guy was strong, hopped up on something - and I had to shoot him. There was no other choice. David couldn't get him off him and this guy was just whaling on him, beating him over and over and trying to bite him.

I shot him through the head.

I went to counselling and under normal circumstances I would have been off the street for a while.

But whatever's going on out here, it's not normal. There's some kind of epidemic...

That cold that was going round I mentioned last month?

It's not a cold. The cold is just the first stage of some kind of infection. They're not telling us what kind yet, but there's rumors that it's got something to do with the level of violent attacks that have been on the upswing across the country.

I don't know what's going on, but I don't like it. Everyone's nervous, tense. A couple of guys we know went hunting upstate for the weekend and never came back. Annie's school is closed even though it should still be in session. I don't know what's going on.

But I've still got a job to do.

Another sketch

Before I forget, my friend Wei who did my mugshot also did one of David.

So...this guy's my partner:

update

I know its been a while since I posted.

Something's been happening. There's been this weird epidemic of colds or something. Seriously, it seems like everyone's got one.

I'm okay, and David too - not sure about Annie or little Stephanie. David hasn't mentioned anything but he doesn't talk about them too much when we're working anyway. I kind of like it that way if I'm honest.

Work wise, this cold thing seems to be putting everyone on edge. Seems that there's been a lot of crazies coming out of the woodwork. There's been a rise in violent crimes the past few weeks and a lot of people seem to be just...losing it, I guess is the best way to explain it.

I heard there was a guy in the Bronx who ate his wife.

Raw.

It doesn't get more crazy than that, right?

Nice pic!

My friend Wei sketched a picture of me - I've uploaded it as my profile image.

It took a while to be honest. Technology isn't my thing.

Not too much going on at the moment. Had lunch at the weekend with Annie at the weekend - she brought Stephanie along too. Such a cute baby.

I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't a little jealous of her, but its great to see her happy. David really treats her well.

He's a good man.

Long night

Long night last night. Dealt with a few angry Path train commuters who got stuck in the city and decided it was an excuse to get stinking drunk.

Why the hell didn't they just get down to Penn and NJTransit? What's with people who get pissy over things they can't control, and with people who can't control it either?

Anyway, my partner was pretty cool as always. He's much calmer than I am, more in control of his temper.

He's definitely the better cop.

Late shift

Just got home from a late shift.

Pretty quiet night - a couple of wise asses coming out of a bar tried to step up, but that was about it. Funny how all it takes is resting your hand on the butt of your pistol and a few quiet words to make a guy's dick shrivel to nothing sometimes.

My cat, Jeb, was waiting for me when I got home. Forgot to leave food out for him last night. He crapped in a plant to tell me exactly what he thought about that. It does not smell good.