Walker opens up his journal puts his pen to it
“Here it goes I guess”
I've been here too long already, I miss home I miss my wife, I hope she is okay there is no fucking way to get out of the place and even if there was it'd be a death trap. I'm sure she'll be fine I mean I wouldn't mess with her and these things are just meat so I'm sure she'd take them apart.
I guess thats the first thing anyone who finds this if I go will read and that's okay. Who am I? Just call me Walker and but you probably don't care after ravishing my corpse for supplies. This is my story.
Not from the very beginning though why would you care where I came from, what backwards English town I spent my youth in? No none of that really matters, what does is how my journey to this wretched place started and that came from joining the army. Eighteen I was after flunking education and being bastard. I thought the army “Yeah makes sense, it's a career and I'll end up learning skills I could actually use” so I signed up to my local regiment and boom after months there I was a soldier. A trained killer, peacemaker and quite soon after that it was the Second Gulf War. I wont bore you with details nothing sepctacular happened until Afghanistan.
I fought with those lads for sometime, earned a couple of promotions and then the thing happened. Three letters and it killed my friends in a flash, not all them but the good ones who didn't deserve it. I lived, unscathed really apart from a ringing in my ears but they sent me home on leave for a bit. I went back to Afghan, I had too and stayed till we pulled out but yeah that episode depressed me perhaps enough to do what I did next.
I volunteered for the UN along with some of my unit just in time for the rolling fuck up that was the civil war in this fucking place so that was a joy, I wont tell you about it why bother? You've probably met someone who knows about it. Naturally when this incident happened NATO sent units who knew the area and so here I am and still am. Maybe I'll write more maybe I'll go into more detail.....maybe....
May aswell sign it off.
1st Regiment Royal Fusiliers