Fragments of maps, communiques, military orders, scattered all over Rotterdam. Signs of desperation as commanders kept falling back, creating makeshift communication centers as the Chimera pushed them back into the sea. I wonder how long it took for them to realize the utter futility of it all, as entire armies, engulfed by swarms of Crawlers, were hauled away by the Carriers-to return within weeks, only now converted into the Hybrids, or worse. How long did it take them to realize that you can't beat an enemy, when you are being transformed into the enemy?
-- Journal Entry, 30 August, 1951 -- James Grayson