Racoonbook: Changes Racoon City
— Posted from: S.T.A.R.S. EV Unit 1 Dash Screen
The compound designated ████████ which I flagged to Commander █████ at 19:07 tonight has enzyme markers consistent with a ████████████████████ compound. The incident reports from Ennerdale are consistent with exposure. This is not a dog attack. This is not a mental health crisis. This is a ████████████████.
I am 18 years old. I am the S.T.A.R.S. medic. I am posting this from the EV medical vehicle’s dash screen because it’s the only terminal Wesker doesn’t have admin access to. If you are reading this: evacuate residential sectors east of Ennerdale. Do it now. Not after you finish reading this. Now.
The charging bays being offline is the least of your problems. I mean that kindly.
I have submitted a 1-star review of the CyberFreight 2.1 electric lock system to the manufacturer’s website. The review is titled “I AM INSIDE THE CAR AND CANNOT LEAVE.” It has received 847 helpful votes in 22 minutes.
I remain committed to electric vehicles as a concept. I have updated my RaccoonBook avatar to the EV bolt in solidarity with the EV community. I am doing this from inside a locked truck and I want that on the record.
UPDATE 21:14: Something just hit the side of the truck. Going quiet for a bit.
We will hold this node as long as we can. When the signal drops, the avatars remain. Every ⚡ is someone alive. Every ◈ is someone still watching. The charging bays are offline but the signal is not. We are in the spaces between the nodes. We are the transmission in the static. We are Anonymous.
To whoever reads this in the archive: the city was talking. All the signals were there. The feeds were full of it. The EV dashboards were transmitting atmospheric data that told the whole story. Barry was asking about the charging bay. Rebecca filed her corrections. John was doing a review from inside a locked truck.
The city was talking. Nobody in authority was listening.
We were.