Running

Apologies for the late post.

The Giant found us. He came for us. We're running, I'm terrified... We...
Control yourself.

We'd just visited the funeral of Jace.
There, we found another survivor. His name was Alex. Jace was one of his close friends, and the Giant took an interest, it seems. When he mentioned the blacking out and nose bleeds, we knew he would have to be taken into our care. He was being hollowed out, you see, and it was... killing him. Alex was only a boy... and if we could reverse this, we could save them all. Maybe. So we took him in.

It turns out he was more than just a Hallowed - he was a host. I mentioned the idea a while back, that the Giant could find or construct some perfect adapter to Human form but... Alex wasn't finished. The Giant had dumped his form for someone else, and from the 'glimpses' of it's mind he got... they weren't in good shape, whoever it had chosen.

Regardless, we took him for experimentation and discovered that a small portion of the Giant's power had been left in him. He had slight... abilities, he could warp around the way the Giant does, he affected electronics, and could see everything around him - but this hurt him, and the longer he did it, the closer he got to burning up. Nevertheless, we continued our experiments; there has not been anyone as powerful as he was in... years, at least. We thought... if anyone that powerful could live with all that energy flowing through them... they'd be able to fight the Giant.

One afternoon, we were close to a breakthrough. The sun was still shining over us (at first), even as it set. We got quite a way with it all - Alex said he felt stronger than ever, that he might even be ready to move time... if that's possible, of course, and then the rain came. Sudden and unexpected, the skies turned dark grays and blacks, heavy rain hitting our backs as we rushed to get our equipment inside. We only experimented outside in case of an accident, of course...

We looked for shelter, anywhere we could. There was a concrete tunnel close by, lit with electric lights - that would of course be our first port of call in this strange weather, and our 'base' was quite a few minutes of running away, the equipment would likely not survive. We entered, propping up our tripods with infrared cameras and arc lamps and the likes against a wall as the lights began to flicker. Ominous and boringly cliche, I know, but we didn't expect the Giant to appear out of nowhere, arms outstretched at the end of this little tunnel.

Alex died. his head fell apart, it looked like it imploded. We managed to escape with most of the equipment, but the Giant is following us now. We're awaiting Agency assistance, they aren't as strong as in the... older days, they have less manpower.

Regardless, I have recovered two photographs. The camera was almost entirely destroyed.