Static

Shit.

I saw him. It knows exactly where I am. And I know it knows now.

I was walking by the front desk of the building I live in and happened to look at the monitors. HE was standing outside my door, just sorta looking at it. After like three seconds (felt longer) the feed flashed to static and he was gone.

I knew he was in the city and that he was following me but I guess I was kinda hoping it was just a localized thing. Either way I'm gonna have to rethink my tactics, I was actually thinking of going on the offensive soon. (More about that later)

Either way, good luck to whoever is left.

Simplicity... not so much...

Okay, well I guess you never really get used to seeing a dead body... or being shot at... or shooting back.

My original task was simple, ask around to see if I could find some dude in the area, then confirm his presence with a picture. Why do I even keep up the hope that things could be simple.

I found the guy. Ask around enough and you can find almost anyone. Well, I found his apartment, door was ajar, so being the idiot that I am I went in. Dude was on his couch with the TV on. There was a hole in the back of his head and what was left of his face was splattered in front of him, he never saw it coming.

I took the picture, several for good measure, and got the hell outta that place. I get down to the front of the building and two guys approach me. I could smell weed on the one and the other one was kinda tweeking out, paranoid like. They ask me what I'm doing and say they've never seen me around before, the one puts his hand in his coat and that's all the motivation I needed. I ran.

They follow, I turn down an ally, next thing I know I'm hearing gunshots. I ducked out behind a dumpster and drew mine, fired two shots around the corner and then took off again. I'm guessing they didn't follow me but I kept the lights off and my gun near me for the rest of the night.

If I had to guess, I'd say that guy was either a drug dealer or a drug user and he pissed off the wrong people and it got him killed. What the Organization wanted with him is anyone's guess. I sent the picture to the number specified and received a simple "Thank you" in reply.

"Thank you?"

I nearly get shot to death by some druggies and all I get is a simple fucking "Thank you?"

If it wasn't for my agreement I'd have told them where they could shove their "Thank you."

New Year, new... expiriences...

Well, guess the new year means my number came up with "them."

I received an unmarked envelope in my mailbox with another note inside, it read:

Mr. Andrews,
We have an assignment for you. The phone you received will be contacted on 1/8/12 at 6:30pm. We ask for you to take this call in private if at all possible.

I took the call at the specified time and found out what I had to do. I'm not gonna go into specifics but thankfully it's pretty simple what I have to get done. I'll update when that gets done, if that gets done. I said simple, not easy.