Outside

I have been set loose upon the World. They told me about the outlaw, how he escaped.
For weeks they have let me read through his files, to learn his habits. I expect there is more files, but they have not presented me with any, and I won‘t question my superiors.
They tell me he is out there, attacking people. Killing them. Killing innocents. They say he attacks at random, choosing his victims on a whim. They tell me he has given in to his animal instinct.

So for a month I've have been studying him on paper, trying to get to know him. They have sent me to retrieve him. No one else has the strength. There only reason for me to be out here. Outside. I have to find him and stop him.
Of course they want him back if they can. But I have been authorized to kill him if I see no other option.

My name is Ghost. At least that's as close to a name as I'll ever get. I guess it refers to my role in this mission. This hunt. I'm here to move unseen in public, to sniff him out.
I've been given ID-cards, credit cards, a place to stay and a contact who will provide me with food.
I need the blood just as much as my target does, but I am no animal.
Money will be placed in my account every month, for as long as it takes for me to track him down.
I'm not sure how I'm supposed to blend in. It seems there is no order or control in this "real world". Nothing inside was this chaotic.

I've decided to keep this logbook to keep track of my progress in finding my target, the outlaw G.R.A.E.