Friday, September 21st, 20XX
Jack’s Back Baby!
So it’s been a while since I’ve been in the thick of things like this; and I gotta say, I’ve missed it. As readers of these memoirs may know, it’s been a long time since I’ve been…on the hunt. And it feels as good this time, as it did the first. I do have a few regrets though.
I wish we wouldn’t have let that infernal blood sucker escape with his miserable existence. I’m not quite sure how he/it figures into all of the extra-normal activity, but I know he is a lynch pin. He didn’t register as the Nightstalkers normally do, which makes me nervous. Maybe he’s some kind of…hybrid? Who knows…he was out of there before we had a chance to finish our aggressive negotiations…but had he stuck around, I’m not sure there would have been more than a pile of ash to interrogate. And this guy was throwing curve balls…he pulled off some shit I’ve never even heard of.
I should state that I met another lone wanderer on the path of darkness-another soul guarding the Vigil-keeping an ever present eye on the things that go bump in the night. I don’t doubt his intentions or his resolve. He seems as sturdy as a partner as any i have had in my long tenure…both as Police Officer and Hunter. He’s right on par with the outfit in State College I was mixed up with…and he didn’t drink his troubles away or run tearing off into the day like a madman. He seems pretty clear-cut, pretty straight laced. He holds the visage of the “Men in Black”, and i gotta say, i don’t doubt it a bit. He was all for flashing his I.D. to get into the club, very tech savvy, had a private doctor in the ritzy Hospital, and was very professional. If that doesn’t scream company man…I don’t know what does. He seems trusting…something I feel may be his greatest flaw. But i think this…co-habitation? Partnership? This…liaison may work out just fine for all parties involved.
The other thing I regret was the stint in the Night Club. I think the situation could have been handled better on all accounts. I tried to punch things up on the fly, and may have inadvertently cost us our biggest lead. But bloodsuckers tend to be territorial and habitual-it won’t be long until we see him near that broken down hospital.
I’m also surprised, pleasantly so, to see how well the gear is working out. I think that the stuff I’m carrying will come in handy, but right now I’m doing just fine….just me and my .44. The claw was nice because while Walter was checking into the hospital, i was fresh as a daisy…just very hungry…which is why i bolted, because i was STARVED.
I think realistically our path down the dark trail has just begun…something isn’t sitting right with that building…between the shambling hordes, the giant eviscerated rats, and the vampires we got a real situation here. But I have the utmost confidence in my new-found partner, and i think we can put a dent in the Extra-Normal (another company word Walter used) in Philadelphia, and perhaps beyond. It will be interesting to see how this plays out- to put my faith in the guy who’s got my back in the field, or entrust my fate to the Fraternity to which i took an oath, and has fitted me with some of the best Monster elimination gear known to man.
But for right now, Walter has shown me nothing but trust, and I see no reason to betray that new-found comradery…unless the bastard is selling me out.
It’s nice to have a great balance…time for my family, and time for my personal pursuits. Still haven’t told the wife about all of this…dunno how she’d take it. Joel is a freshmen this year, going through freshman shit, and Rebecca is on her own at Temple. It leaves alot of time for Jessica and I…which is never a bad thing. And god bless my wife…she puts up with all of this, and never says a word. She probably deserves better than me, but don’t try and tell her that.
Well, time is pretty much at a stand still until Walter is released from the care of the cynical Dr.Home. So, until then I will spend time with my family…all of this puzzling me deep down inside…