[Full Neurofunk groove already playing] [Rolling Reese bass] [Fast breakbeats] [Cold alien signals sweep overhead] [Female spoken journal — exhausted, controlled] Journal entry. Day seventeen. There's chaos outside. I don't know who's chasing who anymore. [Instrumental] [Neurofunk bass accelerates] [Alien energy pulses] [Deathstep growl answers] [Spacecraft cross the stereo field] [Long instrumental section] [Female spoken journal] The dead are pouring into downtown. The others are everywhere. And the changed ones are turning on both. [Instrumental] [Rolling Reese bass] [Rapid broken drums] [Alien motif from one side] [Infected bass answers from the other] [Corrupted transmission] [Heavy Deathstep riff] [Long instrumental section] [Female spoken journal] Above the city... their ships are turning on each other. [Instrumental] [Multiple spacecraft flyovers] [Cyberpunk synth sequence] [Neurofunk drums intensify] [Creature-like bass call] [Alien signal responds] [Signals collide] [Rhythmic switch] [Long instrumental section] [Female spoken journal — quieter] Tonight, one of their ships tried to leave. [Instrumental] [Ascending spacecraft sweep] [Alien transmission] [Music rapidly builds] [Female spoken journal] Something stopped it. [Instrumental] [Massive bass surge] [Rolling Neurofunk groove returns] [Corrupted signals scatter] [Long instrumental section] [Female spoken journal] They're not letting their own ships leave. [Instrumental] [Cold mechanical pulse] [Deep sub pressure] [Female spoken journal — quiet] They're trying to contain this. [Instrumental] They're afraid. [Full groove returns] [Recorder clicks off]
