January 17th - 6:47 PM Trost District - 851

Annie sits on a log in the forest, a little walk away from the Military Police barracks base. She sits in her uniform - a long green military coat, black slacks and black polished shoes, with her hair tied up in a loose bun. She sharpens a knife, a cold look on her face as she does so.

"I wonder if they'll ever make life...interesting here."

Annie mutters to herself, shaking her head afterwards in doubt.