Biocrash

"She told me this job would be a bad idea. That it won't get us out of the debt we're in. My wife. Red headed. Annoying, loud, feisty... intensely sexy. We're a perfect match, see. Don't tell her I told you that."

"There's certainly freaky going on here in Woodvale. It's almost as if the trees listen. They can understand us. I think they're mimicing us, too. Does that sound crazy? The others say it is, but I feel it.she told me I was crazy, too. He didn't think I'm crazy. That's why he hired me. You think I'm crazy, don't you? He's a scientist! One of the best, I hear. He works in our town. Says he moved here for the forest. Hopefully he'll make them stop. The fuckin' trees."

"Why are you looking at me like that? Listen, I'll tell you how I know they're mimicing us. I was walking home from the park, see? I take my son there. His hair is red like his mother's. And his attitude is like her's, too. Anyway, as we walked - I noticed there was an extra shadow. When I turned around, it was nothing. No one. The way the shadow walked? I could have sworn it was like watching a toddler. Unsteady, unsure. Every day I walked home from the park with my son, I noticed more and more features to the shadow. When we stopped... I swore, it stood like a tree."

"Dr. Pasalima believes in me. Says he likes my brain? Again, he's a bit off - but maybe he can help us before things turn into shit. The pay is good, too. Does this make me a hero? A single man, fighting to save the world from these.. creatures? A silent one, I think. If I can destroy them before they come out. I wonder if they know we're plotting. If that's why they haven't come out yet."

"He's been giving me a syringe filled with... poison? To put into my body, everyday. He says I'll soon fight them. That they'll come and I need to be ready. The poison isn't killing me, that it's just killing my weaknesses. A poison for your weakness. Is that why she left me? I told her I'm not obsessed. I'm not."

"Dr. Pasalima enjoys reading. I wonder what it is? A different language, I know that. He says latin. That it was his favorite 'stories'. I tell him that I've been blacking out a lot lately. That maybe his 'poison' wasn't working as hoped. He said it takes a lot to be rid of the demon called Weak. Demons? I wonder if that's what the trees are. Demons. He says tonight, everything will be fine. He'll get rid of the enemies." (More later here.