POST ANOMALOUS CONTACT INTEGRITY REPORT
OPERATION INCIDENT: 13/12/2001
AUDIO RECORDED: 14/12/2001
Site-231 Intelligence Division
MTF Operative First Class VAMP
Team Leader, Hoplite 1-1
THE FOLLOWING TRANSCRIPT IS CLASSIFIED LEVEL 3
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INTERVIEWER: State your name and rank for the record, please.
VAMP: James “VAMP” Douglas, Operator First Class.
INTERVIEWER: I am Analyst ███████████.
(A small paper packet is heard being opened.)
INTERVIEWER: Smoke, Operator?
VAMP: I don't feel like it, sorry.
(3 seconds pass without comment, then audible writing can be heard.)
VAMP: The fuck was that?
(Another 3 seconds of silence.)
VAMP: Oh, you gotta be kidding me...
INTERVIEWER: What's the problem, Operator?
VAMP: I feel like a lab rat, that's what. (Short pause.) Couldn't have done that a little more discretely?
(The sound of a pen being placed down.)
INTERVIEWER: Sorry, it's my job to write down anything of note. You're a known smoker that just turned down a cigarette, and that's slightly concerning regarding the context of this interview. (Short pause.) Tell me Operator, why did you refuse the cigarette?
VAMP: Because I don't feel like one.
INTERVIEWER: Because you're not comfortable taking one from me?
VAMP: Because I'm not stressed. (Short pause.) Look, I'm sure your files will say that "according to statistical analysis OFC Vamp should be blah blah blah", but the truth is that I feel... (Short pause.) Resolved.
VAMP: Like the world isn't hiding anything from me any more. When the states deployed me to the gulf, the shit I saw out there... I couldn't explain for the longest time. But now I know that I wasn't crazy.
INTERVIEWER: Would you not have realised that after joining the Foundation?
VAMP: (Chuckling) Sorry chief, but joining some shady ass organisation and seeing some real shit. Two very different things.
(Audible scribbling, followed by a scoff.)
INTERVIEWER: Well, I suppose if you're not afraid of talking about what happened, you won't mind going into details with me.
VAMP: You trying to tell me I have a choice in the matter?
(Shuffling paper is heard before they are slid across a surface.)
VAMP: The walking burn victim...
INTERVIEWER: Nikolai Vlasov, tell me about your interaction with him.
VAMP: Not much to say, really. Guy had clearly lost his mind. The minute I told the man to drop his gun he was spoutin' some bullshit about how we weren't meant to be there. (Faint laughter) Yeah, no shit...
INTERVIEWER: Did he 'fightin'' you?
VAMP: You're fucking with me, right? ...He was some Ruski that looked like he had leprosy and hadn't lifted a single heavy object in his life. The guy looked like a fuckin'... ...Zombie...
(5 seconds pass without further comment.)
INTERVIEWER: Operator? You look concerned.
VAMP: Those people - you don't think they were still...
(Another 5 seconds pass, followed by the sounds of pen on paper.)
INTERVIEWER: Why don't we move on to something else. Along with capturing the HVT, you also encountered the...
(Papers are shuffled.)
INTERVIEWER: "Shadow man", you called it?
(4 seconds pass in silence.)
(Another 5 seconds pass in silence.)
VAMP: What..? Yeah, he was... I'm sorry, can, uh... Can we take a break?
(Sound of a chair being pushed back abruptly.)
VAMP: (Moving away from the mic) I just need to- (inaudible)
INTERVIEWER: Take all the time you need.
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