Field Journal No. 08

I had to run. The corpses... there had to be a hundred. I panicked... and they noticed. Those crazy bastards saw a monment of hesitance, and that was it.
I took a bullet that manged to make it out of the truck station. God damn, it hurts. I can't keep running. This is insanity.
If this is of any help - I don't think "The Will" is a code or a doctorine... the way I saw these guys obeying orders, even killing - it has to be more than that.