I’m going to say it. I’m not going to hold back. I noticed something in my photos. A strange recurring phenomenon. I’ve checked them and rechecked them.
Can you tell me what that is? And that… and that… A bad chip? A flaw in my lens?
A bad printing job?
I’ve checked a million times. There’s nothing wrong with my camera.
I don’t know where they come from. What I do know is that in every one of my photos where they appear, something terrible happens.
This awful plague is that’s contaminating our city, it all starts in the Quarantine Zone.
That savage scar on the city’s psyche. That abandoned emptiness where nothing lives except those terrible lurking things that are menacing us.
So here’s the question: If we know where to look for the answers, will we have the guts to go there?
I know what I’m seeing is real. How can I explain what happened, what I saw? I can’t be the only one who is seeing this. Can I?
Am I losing control? Am I getting carried away with my obsessions?
I’m not crazy.
Something is happening to us.
I think something is coming from inside the Quarantine Zone… And no matter what the government tells us, I think we need to get as far away from here as possible… before it’s too late.