I Found A Highly Classified Document That Detailed A Government-Suppressed Incident Called ‘VO-003’

Wayne Cummins updated on 05/15/25

The following articles of information are direct transcripts from all pertinent radio communications, closed and open circuit camera feeds, and telephone interceptions involving Incident VO-003. Who I am, how I came into possession of these packets of information, and exactly where this incident took place I cannot tell you. There are certain pieces of information that have been redacted from these transcriptions and I have chosen to keep them so. This is in order to protect my anonymity and safety. That being said, I have committed to the idea that this must be made public. A news broadcast organization would not believe simple transcripts, and I’m not quite prepared to hand over what physical evidence I have. For now, I will post this information here, and simply hope that it does some good.

Packet 1:

Warning: Highly Classified

All information is time stamped when available and in general chronological order to best maintain a consistent account of Incident VO-003. All related articles to the incident will be prefixed with the label “VO3”. Biohazard specimen involved in Incident VO-003 is registered as [Redacted] and is labeled as “CBV01”, however it is commonly referred to by First Response Team (FRT) as “The Needles”.

Article VO3-00A1: CB Radio transmission 8:48PM

Truck Driver 1: “This is Heavy Handed Hank. Anyone on the I-[Redacted] read?”

Truck Driver 2: “Howdy Hank, it’s your old buddy Big Mac. I’m cruising highway [Redacted], how’s I-[Redacted] treating you tonight?”

TD1: “Haven’t seen a bear for hours and I’m on the short end of a three day stretch. I’m feeling so-so. Coming up on [Redacted]. Ain’t much of a town, but I think I can find some pussy for purchase.”

TD2: Laughing. “Well if you see Barbie Q, you get the crab special and tell ‘er Big Mac sent ya’`.”

TD1: Laughing. “I sure as hell ain’t castin’ my rod where you’ve been fly fishin’. Honestly though, Mac. I’ll be surprised if I even find a bite worth eating up in these pines. Been nothing but fog and trees for hours and – shit, hold on.”

The sound of the truck engine dies down and comes to an idle.

TD1: “Give me a couple minutes, BM. I got a deer in the road. From the looks of it, he’s still alive.”

TD2: “I hate it when you call me that. Put up a flare or two, Hank. It’s pretty dense fog on my end, and I ain’t too far from you. Don’t need two wounded animals out there.”

TD1: “Not a bad idea. I’ll ping you back when I’m done with this poor bastard.”

Article VO3-00A2: Semi-truck Dash-Cam footage 8:51PM

Truck Driver steps out of the semi and approaches deer lying near the middle of the road.

The animal is clearly still alive, struggling to free itself from a length of tangled barbed-wire. The deer shows signs of multiple fractures and what appear to be dark red protrusions in the form of thick needles jutting from the fur. This is the first recorded instance of CBV01 by our organization.

The driver reaches out with a tire iron to prod the deer. The animal appears to pant heavily, but is now otherwise motionless. There is 0:00:38 of this behavior. The driver then leans in to examine the animal closer. The red protrusions take on a fluid-like state and attack the driver. CBV01 rapidly crawls up the tire iron onto the man’s arm and then directly into his mouth and eyes.

The driver struggles to pull away and free himself, but CBV01 mutates quickly to a more solid state and latches on while injecting into the driver’s bloodstream through multiple entry wounds and facial orifices.

The Dash-Cam audio picks up the driver’s muffled screams of extreme pain and anguish as CBV01 begins to fracture his body in multiple places from within. Within 0:02:43, complete control over motor functions of host body has been achieved by CBV01. The truck driver becomes Subject VO3-00A1 (SA1) at approximately 8:54PM and begins to walk rigidly into the woods. Visual contact is lost as SA1 enters the fog.

Article VO3-00B1: Intercepted Phone Conversation from Mrs. Lenora [Redacted] to Mrs. Jeanette [Redacted] 9:17PM

Jeanette: “Hello?”

Lenora: “Jeany? Is that you? Oh thank god.”

The sound of agitated horses and some sort of commotion can be heard.

J: “Lenora, what’s the matter?”

L: “Jeany, it’s killing them. It’s out there killing all my horses.”

J: “What are you talking about? What’s killin’ your horses? Where’s Buck?”

L: “He’s at the bar, and he won’t answer my calls. Jeany, you’re a good shot. You gotta’ get over here before all my poor horses are dead.”

J: “Well hell, girl. Alright, hold on. I’m gonna’ grab Boyd’s .38, gimme’ a minute.”

There’s a shuffling sound that begins to dissipate.

L: “Oh god, Jeany, hurry the hell up. It sounds like it’s hurting them real bad. I don’t hear Lyle or Patches either, Jeany. What if it killed my god damn dogs? Oh my – wait. Hello? …Buck, is that you? What’re you just standing in the doorway for, Buck? Lemme’ just…oh lord, you’re not Buck. Uh…mister, are you okay? Was there an accident, sir? You’ve got a lot of those things sticking out of you… Sir, are you —”

There’s a crashing sound and glass breaking. There’s a loud series of quick thuds and screaming. There are some ripping noises as the screams escalate and are then silenced. There’s a few more struggling noises, then those too end quickly.

J: “Okay, I found it and some ammo. I can be there in about 15 minutes, ok? …Lenora sweetie, can you hear me? Look, I’m on the way, ok? Just keep your doors and windows shut until I get there.”

Article VO3-00C1: Intercepted Phone Conversation from Ms. Pamela [Redacted] to 9-1-1 Emergency Response 9:39PM

Dispatcher: “9-1-1 Emergency response, please state the nature of your emergency.”

Pam: “Uh, hey. My name’s Pam [Redacted]. I work over here at Mama Cindy’s Diner. There’s a … well, there’s a weird looking guy in the parking lot.”

D: “Has he bothered anyone, ma’am?”

P: “Not exactly. Um, a few customers were about to leave, but he’s standing kind of close to their car. It freaked ‘em out so they told Barry about it. Oh, he’s our manager.

D: “Do you have a description of the individual, ma’am?”

P: “No, sorry, it’s really dark in that part of the parking lot. I don’t even see him right now. I did see him earlier, and there was something strange about the guy. He was just hunched over out there, and there was a bunch of stuff on him. It looked like spikes or something gnarly. Oh, wait. Barry’s going to go out and ask him to leave. I guess we’re good. Thanks.”

D: “Would you like us to send an officer to your location, ma’am?”

P: “Nah, that’s cool. Barry’s run off hobos before, no big deal. ‘Night.”

Article VO3-00C2: Security Camera Footage from Mama Cindy’s parking lot 9:41PM

A white male in a work uniform exits diner front doors and approaches far end of the parking lot and a second individual. Lighting is minimal and visibility is low, but thanks to visual enhancements, second individual is confirmed as SA1. Subject at this point is in Stage 2 of CBV01. Protrusions are now up to 1″ – 2″ long. Posture and movement is unorthodox due to high number of fractures.

SA1 remains relatively still as white male approaches and calls out to SA1. Visual and audio stimuli do not seem to trigger or arouse SA1. Initial theories suggest Stage 2 hosts acquire targets through scent and heat sensitivity.

Once male approaches within approximately eight feet of SA1, the protrusions on the chest extend outward and pierce the male victim. SA1 falls backwards on all fours, displaying it’s contortionist behavior. By Stage 2, CBV01 has already consumed and replaced all or most of the blood in the subject’s body. It then contorts the body through the veins and muscles to whatever position suits its needs. This ability allows SA1 to support the weight of the male victim impaled on its protrusions and quickly exit the parking lot on all fours.

Article VO3-00D1: Intercepted Phone Conversation from Mr. Thomas [Redacted] to 9-1-1 Emergency Response 10:13PM

Dispatcher: “9-1-1 Emergency response, please state the nature —”

Thomas: “Look, those people are at it again. I don’t care what they do behind closed doors, but I get at up 4:30 in the morning and I can’t sleep through that asshole beating his wife or whatever the hell is going on.”

D: “Your neighbor’s are having an altercation, sir?”

T: “You’re damn right they’re having an ‘altercation’! Even they’re god damned dog’s getting in on it this time. Listen to this.”

There is the sound of a dog barking frantically and the distant sound of something breaking.

T: “Please get someone out there to solve this shit before I go insane. They’re at [Redacted], and please don’t have the officer come to my door after. I just want some damn sleep.”

D: “We’ll send a vehicle right away, sir.”

T: “Thank you!”

Article VO3-00E1: Intercepted Police Radio Transmission between Officer [Redacted] Crowe and 9-1-1 Dispatch 10:15PM

Dispatch: “We have a 4-1-5 and possible 2-7-3-D at [Redacted]. Any available units in the area? Over.”

Officer Crowe: “This is Unit 709, Crowe and Davidson. We’ll take that 4-1-5, Dispatch. En route now, ETA 10:25. Over.”

D: “Roger that, Unit 709. Over and out.”

Article VO3-00E2: Police Cruiser 709 Dash-Cam footage and audio between Police Officers Crowe and [Redacted] Davidson 10:17PM

Police Officer Davidson: “Looks like we’ve got a wife-beater at [Redacted], Crowe. If we catch him in the act, do I get to stomp him or you?”

Police Officer Crowe: “Dispatch said ‘possible’, all we know right now is it’s a disturbance… but if there is some scumbag beating his wife, rookies don’t get to call dibs on knocking the perp senseless.”

POD: “How do you expect me to learn anything when you keep the leash so tight?”

POC: “Davidson, did you just willingly refer to yourself as a dog?”

POD: “Hey, I worked K-9 before this beat. I’ve known dogs I’d trust with my life more than half the blues I’ve worked with.”

POC: “Fair enough. It won’t take us long to get there, why don’t you pull up the address and see if the residents have any history or priors.”

There is 00:04:38 of driving with no conversation.

POD: “Looks like two residents. Michael [Redacted] and Lesley [Redacted]. Husband has two priors for drunk and disorderly and one for aggravated assault, but that charge was dropped.”

POC: “Alright, you focus on Mrs. [Redacted] and I’ll take care of the husband. If he gets violent, you just make sure she’s behind you before you back me up.”

POD: “10-4 on that.”

POC: “Alright, we’re here.”

Article VO3-00E3: Intercepted Police Radio Transmission between Police Officer Crowe and 9-1-1 Dispatch 10:23PM

Police Officer Crowe: “Dispatch, this is Unit 709. We’ve reached [Redacted]. No lights on or signs of disturbance. Over.”

Dispatch: “Copy that, 709. We’ve received another call from the area about loud noises from that location. Proceed with caution. Over.”

POC: “10-4, Dispatch. Over and out.”

Article VO3-00E4: Intercepted Police Radio Transmission between Police Officer Crowe and 9-1-1 Dispatch 10:35PM

Police Officer Crowe: “Dispatch, this is Unit 709, do you copy?”

Dispatch: “This is Dispatch, 709. We copy you. Over.”

POC: “We have a suspect headed east, by southeast I think! Armed and very dangerous! Get units to [Redacted] and [Redacted] and put out an APB. We also have a 187 at [Redacted]. Christ, there was blood everywhere. I only saw one body, male. There may be a survivor. We need an ambulance and a crime scene unit.”

Dispatch: “10-4, Unit 709. Do you have a description of the suspect?”

POC: “God, uh. White male, plaid shirt and jeans. Covered in blood and what looked like big red spikes. He smelled horrible. He charged at me and Davidson with some sort of weapon made out of those spikes. We fired about half a dozen rounds. Over.”

D: “Was the suspect wounded, 709? Over.”

POC: “Every shot connected, Dispatch. The suspect should be dead. Instead it leapt out of a two-story window and disappeared. Davidson’s going to stay on scene while I patrol the block. See if I can find the suspect. Over.”

D: “Copy that, 709. Units are en route. Proceed with extreme caution. Over and out.”

Article VO3-00F1: Recorded Phone Conversation from Dir. T. [Redacted] to Lt. S. [Redacted]; Codename: Lt. Hawk 10:47PM

Lt. H: “Mr. Director. What can I do for you tonight?”

Dir. T: “How did you know it was me? This line is completely unregistered and untraceable.”

Lt. H: “Honestly, sir, would you expect any less? After all, it is the kind of thing you pay me for.”

Dir. T: “Among many things, lieutenant. And speaking of, I have a new mission for you. VO class in [Redacted], if you can believe it.”

Lt. H: “Shit, home turf. Do we have an origin? Was it an attack?”

Dir. T: “Still unknown. We just received the notification from the Early Warning System and have a handful of preliminary data. We’ve notified your team members and the data should already be on your tablet. There’s a chopper waiting for you at the location specified in the data, which will take you to the rendezvous point. From there you’ll receive further orders. Good luck, Sophia.”

Lt. H: “Thank you sir, but I never need it.”

End of Packet 1

As long as this location remains secure, I will continue to leak packets onto this forum. I’m running plenty of high level counter measures, but I can’t raise too many flags at once. They will narrow in on me quickly if I’m not careful. I won’t end up as just another redacted name. I must stay vigilant.

So far I’ve stayed fairly low on the radar. I’ve had to block a few intrusive little programs the company has in place, but overall my presence here has gone unnoticed. However, the more of you that read and share this, the more likely they are to find out…and find me. But that is the whole point of all this subterfuge. I knew the risks when I left the company and took quite a few things with me. Anyway, I’ve said enough. Here is the next packet of articles.

Packet 2

Warning: Highly Classified

Article VO3-01A1: Open Circuit Camera footage from Traffic Camera at [Redacted] 10:39PM

Traffic Camera picks up a positive ID on a CBV01 host entering the parking lot for the Burning Prince Pub. Host appears to be a white female, in the mid-phase of Stage 1. Host is here on referred to as Subject VO3-00A2 (SA2). SA2 has few visible wounds or protrusions above the skin. Her movement is erratic, yet still human-like. The subject is arguably more dangerous in this stage, because they still appear relatively normal.

SA2 staggers through the parking lot, stopping for a time of 4-8 seconds at four different vehicles. Initial theories conclude that the subject is registering heat emissions and quickly deducing that the origin is not from viable prey. SA2 then leaves camera range behind the establishment.

Article VO3-01A2: Closed Circuit Security Camera footage from Burning Prince back door 10:40PM

Security Camera footage shows two stray cats behind open back door of the Burning Prince Pub. Both cats hiss and quickly flee as SA2 enters camera range. SA2 approaches backdoor of the pub and stops for a moment. SA2 then enters the establishment.

Article VO3-01B1: Intercepted Radio Transmission between Police Officer Crowe and 9-1-1 Dispatch 10:45PM

Dispatcher: “Unit 709, do you copy? Over.”

Police Officer Crowe: “709, copy. Over.”

D: “Please state your 20, 709.”

POC: “I’m headed north on the 1600 block of [Redacted]. No sign of suspect, over.”

D: “We’ve got a silent alarm triggered three miles from your location at [Redacted]. The Ogilvy Animal Shelter. Over.”

POC: “10-4, Dispatch. I’ll check it out. Over and out.”

0:02:38 of Radio Silence.

POC: “Dispatch, this is Crowe. I’m on location at the animal hospital. Looks like signs of forced entry around the back. I’m going to head inside. Over.”

D: “Roger, 709. Proceed with caution. Over and out.”

Article VO3-01B2: Closed Circuit Security Camera footage from Ogilvy Shelter rear storage and access doors. 10:48PM

PO Crowe enters camera range and proceeds towards the shelters back door. The door is ajar and heavily damaged, as well as splattered with blood. PO Crowe readies his sidearm and flashlight and enters the open doorway.

Article VO3-01B3: Security Camera footage from Shelter Interior Back Room 10:48PM

PO Crowe enters the shelter. There is a trail of blood on the floor, leading from the back door. Most likely subject injured itself forcefully gaining access through the locked door. PO Crowe slowly follows the blood trail out of camera range.

Article VO3-01B4: Security Camera footage from Shelter Kennel Room A 10:49PM

The kennel room is covered almost completely in blood splatters. Most of the cages have been ripped open and emptied. PO Crowe enters camera range. He hesitates for a moment upon inspection. There is a noise off camera that attracts PO Crowe. He slowly approaches.

Article VO3-01B5A: Security Camera footage from Shelter Kennel Room A angle 2 10:49PM

PO Crowe proceeds along the long corridor of broken cages and blood. There are two visible dog corpses. They appear thin and drained of blood. Unfortunately, much of the lighting has been damaged and visibility is poor. At the end of the hallway, there is a door leading to a surgical room and another kennel room. The security camera’s audio picks up a scratching sound from the door. PO Crowe keeps his weapon drawn and opens the door. Two dogs and a cat come rushing out and past him. They quickly escape camera range and the rest of the facility. PO Crowe pauses for a moment to gather himself then continues into the surgical room.

Article VO3-01B6: Security Camera footage from Shelter Surgical Room 10:49PM

There is more blood and animal corpses, cats and dogs. All appear to be completely drained of blood, with much of it stained all about the room. There is another noise picked up by camera audio. It seems to be the whimpering of a dog. PO Crowe approaches the door at the other end of the room, leading to Kennel Room B. Before he can grab the handle, the door shoots off the frame and collides with PO Crowe. A mass of multiple animal corpses laced together by CBV01 emerges from the doorway, supported by at least 10 limbs jutting from almost every direction. Subject is the first registered animal host of CBV01 and is here on referred to as Subject VO3-001B1 (SB1).

SB1 launches multiple spikes into the door, but does not seem to wound PO Crowe. The officer tosses the door at SB1, staggering it a moment as PO Crowe flees and fires his sidearm at the subject. Each shot connects to center mass of SB1, but the shots do not seem to cause any significant damage. PO Crowe continues to flee as SB1 gives chase.

SB1 moves quickly and effortlessly, spinning its body as it is propelled by its multiple limbs. Its spikes are numerous and long, flexing back and down as it gains momentum. CBV01 seems to develop quicker in certain animals. PO Crowe manages to escape the surgical room before SB1 can catch him.

Article VO3-01B5B: Security Camera footage from Shelter Kennel room B angle 2 10:50PM

PO Crowe exits the surgical room, slamming the door behind him. He sprints away from the door as it erupts with part of the wall and debris from the surgical room. SB1 is at the center of the destruction, showing extreme tenacity in its hunting methods. PO Crowe is struck by a large portion of the debris and is launched down the hall. SB1 stops for a moment as a large gas canister begins to spray from a crack in the wall. The gas envelops SB1’s body. Initial theories concluded the gas confused SB1’s detection senses. PO Crowe seizes the moment and opens fire on the canister. The gas ignites and the flames quickly engulf SB1. The subject screeches from multiple throat canals as it spins in place. Theories conclude that the heat of the fire confuses CBV01 and is highly effective in damaging it.

PO Crowe quickly rights himself and continues to escape the facility.

Article VO3-01B7: Intercepted Radio Transmission between PO Crowe and 9-1-1 Dispatch 10:52PM

Police Officer Crowe: “Dispatch, this is Crowe. Do you read me? Over.”

0:00:15 of radio silence.

POC: “Dispatch, do you read?!”

Dispatch: “We read you, 709. Sorry, we’re dealing with a lot here. We need you en route immediately to the Burning Prince Pub at [Redacted]. We’ve received reports of a 240, possible 187. Initial reports are unclear. Over.”

POC: “Dispatch, there’s something going on here in [Redacted]. Something seriously fucked up. Some kind of…creature just attacked me at the shelter. It wasn’t a normal animal, dispatch. Can we contact the CDC or someone? Over.”

0:00:10 of radio silence.

POC: “Dispatch, do you copy? Over!”

0:00:06 of radio silence.

POC: “Goddamn it. Dispatch, if you read, I’m en route to the bar. Over and out.”

Article VO3-01C1: Private Company Manifest for First Response Team Operation

Transport:

Modified C-12 Huron with rear entry cargo door
6 parachutes and backup chutes including high altitude jump gear

Tactical Gear:

6 full sets of advanced issue level 3 gear. All level 3 gear designed to handle common dangers involved with VO class incidents
6 Audio and Video communication and recording headsets

Munitions:

5 FN P90 Tactical Submachine guns with suppressors
6 HK MK23 Pistols with suppressors
1 DTA SRS Modified Long Range Bullpup Rifle
6 Chem-Launcher MK4 Rifles
1500 rounds of 5.7x28mm
240 rounds of .45 ACP
60 rounds of .260 Rem
40 rounds of .338 LM
18 canisters of [Redacted]

Article VO3-01C2: FRT Initial Audio/Video Transmission Check and Debriefing 11:13PM

Pvt. Sparrow: “Private Sparrow. Active.”

Pvt. Owl: “Private Owl. Active.”

Pvt. Falcon: “Private Falcon. Live.”

Pvt. Eagle: “Private Eagle. Active.”

Sgt. Buzzard: “Sergeant Buzzard. Active and achin’.”

Lt. Hawk: “Lieutenant Hawk. Active. All team members showing green on communications and vitals. Everyone is strictly by code names from this point on.”

Pvt. F: “Aw, but Pvt. Sparrow has such a beautiful middle name. She likes it when I whisper it in her ear.”

Pvt. S: “You come whisperin’ anywhere near my ear, Falcon, and I’ll slice yer’ lips off before ye’ have a chance to stop puckering them.”

Sgt. B: “Cut the chatter. The Lt’s about to debrief us, you idiots.”

Lt. H: “Alright you meat sacks, I know you want to get paid almost as much as I do, so listen up. Early Warning system registered a VO incident in [Redacted] roughly three hours ago. That doesn’t give us long. The probability of successful containment grows smaller by the minute. Not to mention that the black-out umbrella that the company has deployed will only hold for six more hours, if we’re lucky. We can only keep the government in the dark for so long.”

Sgt. B: “Never had a window that small before, Lt. What gives?”

Lt. H: “This isn’t like any VO we’ve encountered, Buzz. Initial reports say that the VO we’re dealing with is extremely lethal. And not just in the conventional sense. After becoming infected the host violently infects or kills other life forms. Human or otherwise, apparently.”

Pvt. O: “I admire a killer who claims its victims indiscriminately.”

Pvt. E: “Not fucking off-putting at all, Owl. Lt, are we authorized to engage these ‘hosts’ with lethal force?”

Lt. H: “Only if you have no other choice. We’re being issued Chem-launchers and a special cocktail R&D threw together.”

Pvt. S: “Bloody Chem-Launchers, mum? I haven’t been on a VO mission before, but ain’t Chem-Launchers a tad on the light side?”

Lt. H: “Home turf, lady and gentlemen. Company wants civilian casualties to an absolute minimum. If you encounter a host at stage 1, you Chem-blast them. Stage 2, you are green-lit to go lethal if engaged. What data we have is in your debriefing packets. If you haven’t read them, do it now. If you have, read them again. Our mission is to ascertain the origin of the outbreak, collect and safely contain adequate sample material, and guide any uncontaminated survivors to a safe evacuation zone.”

Sgt. B: “What’s our evac protocol on this one, Lt?”

Lt. H: “Protocol 17. Full medical after, too.”

Pvt. F: “Ooh, Protocol 17? I hope we get to watch. I love seeing the civies get mind wiped. They get drool all over and some of ‘em even piss themselves. They look fucking thrilled about it, too. It’s hilarious.”

Pvt. S: “Funny, that’s exactly how we all think of you, Falcon.”

Many of the FRT members laugh.

Pvt. F: “Yeah yeah, glad to risk life and limb with you assholes, too.”

Lt. H: “Alright, meat sacks. Get your shit together. We’re about 10 minutes from the drop zone. This is going to be a clean op. This is going to be a smooth op. This is going to be a very lucrative op. You will not cost me any of my precious pay. You will not cost me any of my precious blood. We will save everyone I tell us to save. We will kill everything I tell us to kill. Do you understand?”

FRT: “Sir, yes sir!”

Article VO3-01D1: Intercepted Cell Phone Camera footage from Ms. Samantha [Redacted] 11:06PM

The video shows a busy bar interior, the establishment is confirmed as the Burning Prince Pub. The video focuses on multiple individuals in their 20s playing a competitive drinking game. However, the focus quickly shifts to SA2 at the far end of the bar.

SA2 is seen stumbling through the mass of people. Initial theories conclude multiple strong heat and scent signatures temporarily confuse most subjects in stage 1. SA2 has trouble locking onto a preferred target. The patrons of the bar seem to either not notice or simply not care about SA2’s presence. Finally, the subject singles out a victim, a large black male at the bar. SA2 wraps its arms around the victim. The male initially approaches the situation jovially. When SA2 does not withdraw, the victim grows angry.

Despite a quick escalation of physical force, SA2 does not detach from the victim. Other people begin to aide the victim, but still cannot separate SA2 from him. The sound of bones breaking and the man screaming can be heard. The patrons of the pub begin to take notice of the situation and the noise level begins to drop substantially. The male victim’s screams are now clear.

Victim: “My chest, ah god! She’s stabbing me! Help!”

More people attempt to remove SA2 from male victim. One of the pub’s security personnel approaches with a metal baseball bat. He strikes SA2 upon the back of the head. SA2 cries out and begins to enter stage 2. The red protrusions emerge from SA2’s chest and face and impale the male victim. The protrusions also jut from the subject’s back and arms. At least two of the pub patrons and the security personnel are pierced by the protrusions and suffer substantial injuries as well as contraction of CBV01.

At this point, the majority of the patrons begin to scream and evacuate the establishment in a non-orderly fashion, including the cell phone owner. Footage becomes unusable for 0:00:13 before ceasing.

Article VO3-01D2: Intercepted Cell Phone Camera footage from Mr. Terrance [Redacted] 11:09PM

The video shows the interior of the Burning Prince Pub. A mass of patrons rush past the cell phone owner, however the camera holds steady. Two gunshots are fired and the crowd screams and rushes faster. The camera owner ducks under a table but continues to record invaluable footage. The large crowd dissipates and four police officers become clear in range of the camera. PO Crowe and PO Davidson are confirmed as two of the officers. The camera view shifts right, and SA2 can be seen. The male victim is on the floor, drained of most of his blood. A few of the red protrusions are still connected between SA2 and the victim, siphoning off the last of the victim’s blood.

PO Crowe fires three more rounds into SA2, striking the connecting spikes. Blood sprays from the broken protrusions and SA2 screeches. PO Davidson and the other two officers open fire as well. The subject launches multiple spikes towards the officers. PO Crowe and Davidson manage to dodge, as well as one of the other officers. However, the officer in the back is struck in the chest and face by three spikes. He collapses and begins to convulse.

SA2 then charges the other unidentified officer before he can stand. The officer fires two sidearm rounds that connect but do not stop SA2. The subject collides with the officer, causing multiple puncture wounds and pinning him to a wall. The officer screams in pain, but continues to open fire into SA2.

At this point, bottles of liquor begin to crash and break onto SA2. The camera view shifts to PO Crowe and Davidson. They continue to throw bottles at SA2. The camera view shifts back to the subject who is now becoming drenched in alcohol. SA2 pays little attention to the minor tissue wounds from the broken glass as it drains the motionless and now presumed deceased officer. PO Crowe uses a pocket lighter to ignite the alcohol and SA2 immediately catches fire. The subject exhibits the same dying behavior as SB1, spinning in place violently and screaming before finally collapsing.

PO Crowe and Davidson begin to evacuate as Crowe notices cell phone owner.

Police Officer Crowe: “Jesus fucking Christ, kid. What the hell are you doing down there?”

Terrance: “Dude, that… oh man, that was intense! What the hell -”

PO Crowe reaches down under the table and the footage ends.

Article VO3-01D3: Intercepted Radio Transmission between PO Crowe and 9-1-1 Dispatch 11:14PM

Police Officer Crowe: “Dispatch, this is Crowe. Do you copy? Over.”

Dispatch: “We copy you, Crowe. Over.”

POC: “We’ve got multiple civilians injured and dead at Burning Prince. There are two officers down. We’ve got one ambulance here, but I’m going to need another. I also need paramedics and fire and rescue to run -”

D: “I’m sorry Crowe, but resources are extremely limited. I’m afraid I cannot send backup. Local communications are the only thing up and running, and just barely. We’re not getting a signal from any outside sources. We’ve received multiple reports of violent crimes by mutilated individuals, and most of the officers in the field are not responding. The hospital is flooded with incoming trauma victims and even they’re beginning to report violent patients. We’re enacting Martial Law, Crowe. We’ll continue to broadcast instruction on multiple frequencies as we can, but you’re on your own, officer. Again, I’m sorry. Godspeed. Over and out.”

Per Protocol 04-E11, all intercepted frequencies are forced into an open transmitting mode. This enables continued monitoring.

POC: “God damn it! We’re fucked, Davidson. They’re enacting Martial Law.”

Police Officer Davidson: “I heard. Crowe, look, I’m sorry, but [Redacted]’s alone with the baby. I can’t–”

There is a loud explosion heard. Screams and car alarms echo in the distance. A few gunshots ring out far from each other. The sound of a siren begins and lessens.

POC: “Where was that? I think it came from the–Davidson! Wait.”

POD: “I’m sorry Crowe, I’ll radio back as soon as [Redacted] and [Redacted] are safe!”

Another siren begins loudly, and the sound of a car screeching it’s tires as that siren dies out quickly as well.

POC: “Fuck!”

Article VO3-01D4: Ambulance Rear Interior Camera 11:16PM

The video shows an ambulance trailer as paramedics wheel in a patient strapped to a gurney. The patient shows visible lacerations to face and chest, and exhibits initial signs of CBV01 infection. Before the rear doors are closed, PO Crowe enters the ambulance and takes a seat. PO Crowe’s radio continues to receive audio.

Police Officer Crowe: “If you guys don’t mind, I’m gonna’ hitch a ride.”

Paramedic: “That’s fine with me officer, but I may need your help to restrain this one.”

POC: “No offense, but I’m not touching that person… I don’t think you should either.”

The paramedic stares confused at PO Crowe as the other paramedic starts the ambulance engine and sirens and begins to drive to the hospital.

End of Packet 2

That’s all the information I can manage to leak right now. The incident must be made public. What the company found. What it did. Soon, everyone will know. But for now, I have to lie low again. The proximity of their locating software is getting into the yellow. Once the numbers start going green again, expect another packet. As long I haven’t been Protocol 17’ed or worse, of course.

I apologize to the loyal readers for the long absence of packet drops. The company got incredibly close to discovering me. And by discovering me, I mean shoving me in a dark hole somewhere with a number not a name, half my brain left…or worse. But I managed to get the hell out quick and relocate to a much more secure location. Without giving away anything vital, I’m in a densely populated area with plenty of high level web traffic. A “hide in plain sight” kind of idea. But enough of my situation, it’s time for more truth to be learned.

Packet 3

Warning: Highly Classified

Article VO3-02A1: Security Camera Footage from [Redacted] Hospital ER Reception 11:20PM

The Emergency Room at the hospital is filled to near capacity with injured and visibly distressed people. Many appear to be there looking for other people, while others suffer from various injuries. Two paramedics enter the room with a CBV01 host strapped to a stretcher. They approach reception quickly as a tanned female doctor with a long black ponytail emerges from the double doors to receive them. A nurse with a slight but visible head wound hands the doctor a clipboard.

Nurse: “Here’s the rundown, Dr. Pavell. Look, I’ve gotta’ go. I just got a call from my–”

Paramedic 1: “We’ve got a white male, 148lbs, mid 30’s with some sort of viral infection.”

Doctor Pavell: “Get this patient to the quarantine wing immediately! We’ve put out multiple calls not to bring these patients in through the ER, what the hell are you two thinking?”

PM1: “I’m sorry ma’am, but [Redacted] here got stuck with one of the needles on the patient and he’s starting to–”

Dr. P: “Jesus, and you walked right through the front?”

Paramedic 2: “Ma’am, I’m not feeling so good.”

The second paramedic shows signs of CBV01 infection prior to the mutation cycle. Initial theories conclude that contact with CBV01 into the bloodstream manifests a contagion. Unless a large portion of CBV01 infects the subject, the lethal stage will take between two and four hours to reach full effect. Before hand, the subject experiences severe hot flashes, perspiration, severe light headedness, and often a suffocating lack of breath. Once CBV01 infects the majority of the subjects blood, it temporarily halts all blood flow to the heart and subject enters cardiac arrest and dies. CBV01 then proceeds to enter the mutation phases and takes control of the subject.

Dr. P: “You, get this patient and your friend here both to the quarantine wing now! When you get there, tell Dr. Sullivan that he’s infected as well and needs the strongest beta-blockers we have left.”

The two paramedics quickly head through the double doors and the Nurse leans in towards Dr. Pavell. Audio from the security camera is of low quality and does not clearly receive everything said in this part of the conversation.

N: “[Inaudible]… this whole town. I need to get to … [Inaudible].”

Dr. P: “I know you’re … [Inaudible]… and that’s exactly why I need you and everyone else … [Inaudible] … if we don’t find a way to stop this here–”

At 11:23:17PM, the power goes out over an area of approximately 3 square miles, including the hospital. The lights cut off before camera feed is lost. The feed resumes with a time stamp of 11:24:06. The hospitals backup generators activate and the ER is now lit by emergency lighting while the majority of the patients begin to panic and become unsettled.

Dr. P: “Oh no. The backup generators can’t sustain the power we’re using right now. [Redacted], I need you to make sure we seal the quarantine zone from the rest of the hospital. And I want their receiving access to be guarded by every security staff member we have. Now!”

N: “Yes ma’am. What about you?”

Dr. P: “I’m going to pediatrics. We have to make sure those children are safe.”

N: “Safe from what, Dr?”

Dr. P: “Never mind that, just go!”

The nurse and Dr. Pavell separate and leave camera range in two different directions.

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