[Female spoken journal — quiet, natural, slightly tired] Journal entry. Day one. Something happened downtown this morning. At first they said it was a riot. Then an accident. Then some kind of infection. Nobody seems to know. The emergency alert says to stay inside. Lock the doors. Stay away from anyone acting strangely. I've heard sirens for almost three hours. They're getting closer. [Instrumental] [Dark rolling bass riff] [Broken drums enter] [Distant sirens move across the stereo field] [Radio interference] [Pounding somewhere outside] [Syncopated bass pattern develops] [Short creature-like growls answer the bass] [Percussion becomes increasingly frantic] [Multiple distant crashes] [Outbreak reaches full intensity] [Female spoken journal — ending, calm but unsettled] It's after midnight now. The power keeps cutting out. There's someone outside. They've been standing under the streetlight for almost an hour. I thought they were hurt. Then they looked up at my window. ... They're not hurt. [Recorder clicks off]
