Friday 27 October 2017
I woke up at 09:00 AM today.
I spent the latter part of the afternoon with my niece.
I have been writing today. I agreed to help with my niece over the weekend, which is when I was planning to write the most, so I might not be able to post a chapter by Monday, but I will try. I’ve been writing a short horror story today, I’ll post the first rough of it here; there will most likely be typos and what not.
Names and places have been changed or omitted.
The following transcript is from the interview of First Lieutenant Andrew R. Holland, conducted by Dr. Aiden Carpenter regarding the events from xx-xx-xx to xx-xx-xx.
Carpenter enters the room and makes his way over to Holland who is sitting at the table in the centre of the room.
Carpenter: Good evening, Lieutenant Holland, I’m Dr. Carpenter.
Carpenter extends a hand which Holland takes; a slight shake is in Holland’s, he appears nervous.
Carpenter: Please, relax. We merely need to know what happened, so we can best assess our current situation and how best to get you the help you need.
Carpenter: This conversation is being recorded and will be kept within these offices for authorised personnel, I’m sure you know this, but I want you to have a full grasp of what is happening. I want clear transparency on both sides.
Holland: I know.
Carpenter: What I’d like is simple, if you’d please; go over the morning you left until the day you were found. In as much detail as possible, nothing is too small to be overlooked in this case.
Holland looks from side to side then down to the glass of water in front of him.
Carpenter: In your own time, Lieutenant Holland.
Four minutes and three seconds pass by in silence.
Holland: The morning began like so many before it; Dan… Second Lieutenant Daniel Abbot had woke me up. He didn’t mean to, I’m a light sleeper… always had trouble. He was a man of a cheerful disposition, he was very lighthearted for a majority of the time; I think that’s why I liked him, why a lot of people liked him.
Holland: He was getting dressed, getting ready to go into the mess hall for breakfast. He saw me sit up in my bed and after he’d finished tying his laces, he gently kicked the foot of my bed. “Come on, meet you down there.” He said. I knew what he meant and as he left the room I started to get dressed, after checking myself in the mirror and getting a glass of water, I headed down to meet him.
Holland: The mess hall was empty save for the two of us at the time. We were usually always the first ones awake at this hour; him by choice, ever the early riser, always used to say “Earlier the better.”, me, not so much, I still say “Grab sleep whenever the bitch lets you.”
Holland: We grabbed breakfast, both of us the same thing; fried eggs, beans, sausages, bacon, toast, mushrooms, tomatoes, the only placed we different was in the drink, I had black tea, he had coffee, milky. Half the time I didn’t know how he managed to fall asleep with all the coffee he downed that day… maybe he was always tired and coffee helped him stay awake until his face hit his pillow.
Holland: We were talking about frivolous early morning stuff. We’d say anything to make conversation, just something easy to talk about while we ate; movies we managed to watch; the storms we’ve had, if we had any; the new music we liked and which songs were the best; we once played a game of eye spy when we noticed we had fuck all to talk about that morning.
Holland: We were joined by several other officers by the time we finished eating. We stayed for about 10 minutes longer, just finishing up our conversation that morning over the remainder of our drinks. We were talking about remakes, whether it was worth remaking movies.
Holland: We passed Second Lieutenant Jonathan Holds and Second Lieutenant Lucas Kip. They were in the middle of a discussion and didn’t notice us, but it happens a lot when you’re into something, you don’t take notice of half the people who pass you.
Holland: We did our duties, as usual, I was checking stock of ammunition and carting various loads around, you get asked to do all sorts around here, as you well know.
End for now
Push ups: 30
Sit ups: 30
Handgrips: 02 sets of 25 – 50
Walking: 2809 steps – 00:28:07 Time taken
Pages 311 – 311
Not read today.
A Place Called Perfect
Pages 295 – 295
Not read today.