James Drekim; the other side

Well, now I have some time to think to myself. What has really been happening? It's strange, everything that has been going on. I came with my family from the west coast of the United States. Once the invasion happened everyone was Separated . It's been three years now since I have seen them. Wow, three years, I guess I started forgetting about all of them. Perhaps that is a good thing, then I have nothing holding me back. What am I saying? That is how I got in this situation. Oh, perhaps I should mention what happened to me. Well, as most who actually know me I have been fighting the good fight and looking after everyone. Erica, she seemed to trust me, god knows what will happen when she finds out about this. Anyway, I was at what I guess you could call a restaurant. The raid begun and we were trapped. I fought off the first wave but more and more came. All I remember is bullets flying all around me then a flash, I think from a scanner, and then then the manhacks surrounded me. I must have hit one the wrong way because it flew right at me and hit me so hard I was surprised I was still standing. I made it to the backroom and then... I don't remember anything after that. So that is where I am now, passed out in God knows where. I am guessing I'm in a coma or something. So like I said, I have a lot of time to think to myself. I should right this down, if I do wake up. I pray they don't just leave me in the street, I guess now I instead of me protecting them, they will have to protect me.

Everyone was saying you died...