Editing Phoenix Logs/Campaign Logs/Warped Reflections

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:[[Plutus]], Brute captain. Emergency signal. 6/4/2559

:Voridus, this is Plutus! This is not a call for help, as I know it is already too late
:for us, but rather a warning. The Flood scourge has breached our base and I can
:hear the screams of my Jiralhanae brothers from the outer corridors as they fall
:to the monstrosities.

:We were preparing the laser drills for power extraction when an Unggoy
:spotted the first form. We laughed at typical Unggoy panic until we saw a
:Wraith engulfed by a wave of seethering sickness. Our defences did little to stop
:the sheer numbers of Flood when they first attacked, swarming over the
:turrets and silencing them under mounds of filth. We fell back inside, but they
:crawled and slithered through the vents and cracks and our base became a
:slaughterhouse.

:I watched as battle-hardened Jiralhanae screamed in terror as the Flood twisted
:their forms into horrifying new shapes, their eyes pleading for a swift death.
:Warriors I had fought side by side which turned upon me with unknowing eyes
:and terrible rage. I ordered the few survivors to fall back to the inner corridors
:as I planted my last cache of plasma mines, hoping to put an end to the
:torment suffered by those infected.

:There were moments of silence after the mines exploded, which we used to
:count our numbers and weapons. We have not enough to hold for an hour, let
:alone push back this enemy. Already, the uncanny screams have started
:rumbling again, and the pounding has begun as they fling their battered and
:contorted bodies against the door.

:We laughed at the Covenant rumors about High Charity, but they were all true.
:The Flood will consume all. You must...

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