Ridgeway Resort - Network Comm

You know, for all the complaining I don't do? I really, really miss home and Vayl. All things considered, I haven't been here for too long and my stay hasn't been terrible, but I kind of...I don't know.

Kidnappings should come with a 'How To Deal' manual for the kidnapees, I think.

A cabin, seriously? I'd rather be in my mansion. I don't know how I've been brought here against my will. I hear there are others. This isn't the way it goes for me. You know, about me serving and being entertainment for guests? No.. it's usually the other way around. I need to get back to Chicago now. I have a company to run! And not only that, I have political goals. Not to mention a circle of like-minded minions friends to meet with twice a week.

Let's see, it's... June 8. I think. Well, least I got to have my birthday two nights ago. I'm curious to just how many besides myself suddenly found themselves here. But anyway, my name is Damien Thorn. CEO of Thorn Industries... or I would be if I wasn't on vacation now. I seem to live in Cabin 17. And I'm a massage therapist! That's a bit below my station. But I don't see any corporations at this resort, so I'll make do. I am good with my hands, after all. Just never expected to need that talent for work. I'd much rather be President. So, what the hell is there to do for fun around here?

What in the world is wrong with everyone?!
What in the world is wrong with me?!

Someone just tried to attack me on my way to my room.

I kind of wish I stayed.

Damn. I do not feel so...normal. This is insane!

What is this?

I've hardly been here a day and I'm feeling like this? I can't even think straight!

Uhh.

Hi.

I think I took too many meds again. This is soooo not the choir room.

Jesus H... What is going on?! This is insane! I know I'm a teenager and they have... Hormone drives but for... Argh. I feel... Leah where the hell are you?

What the hell is going on with everyone? And with me? I can't even think straight. Im sweating and I'm just...I can't think.


I am so horny. This is insane. I am never like this.


Someone needs to help me. Someone. Anyone.

I know it's been a long time since I've been laid, but this is ridic

I am...extremely uncomfortable right now. And I'm about to get freaking Popeye forearm here

Mon dieu! ce qui est erroné avec moi? Je ne peux pas cesser de penser à lui. Je me demande si... Non.

( English translation )

Something doesn't seem right around here.

Go to your basements now, follow the tunnels that were used during the invasion of the animated corpses, and come into the main house. Now. Take the elevator to the top floor, there you will find everything you need. Food, clothes. Tranquilizer darts. You will be safe there, from everyone that is... effected by her. No one that is infected will beable to get in. Yet you will beable to come and go... Though I plead with you do not go. Please do not leave that area. There is only so much I can do against her. Besides strangle her. Be safe, avoid those you know and those you care about... They maybe infected.

Be careful

James

Pain is not stopping it... I don't know what to do. Blood everywhere. Not stopping it.

Someone just tried to drag me into the cooler at work. I'm taking off from work early and going to my cabin.

WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON AROUND HERE?!?

Everyone is acting GROSS!

On my way to the golf cart garage I saw like these people practically doing IT on the ninth hole! Then I saw these other making out behind a tree!

And I think I was hit on by some old man. WHY IS EVERYONE ACTING SO WEIRD?! I mean, WEIRDER than NORMAL around here!

So, it's not just me? Everyone else is feeling...like that...too?

Now, isn't that more like it?

All of them acting on thier true desires, regardless of anything else.

I think someone stole my underwear...

One minute I was wearing them, and the next minute I wasn't. They're pink and they say "Cheerios" across the butt. I would like them back, please. Miss Sylvester purchased them especially for us to wear under our skirts.

Also, I don't get why everyone is making such a big deal about this. I feel this way all the time. It's not so bad, and it's kind of enjoyable.

Okay I'm going to test the theory of avoidance in this. It doesn't seem like I'm attracted to everything with three legs. Just certain people. I have a squirt bottle for the people who are wanting to screw everything that moves, I am so not into being raped. Oddly enough everyone's different I guess. Er anyway... I'm hiding from people who, just thinking about them, make matters worse... So yeah.

Bad, bad things. Oh, this is bad. Going to be worse, probably.

[Filtered to Jasper]

Baby, you doing okay?