Scrapyard Stroll

"There were rumours of strange spikes in radiation from the old scrap yard outside the city walls. And if the drone surveillance footages are true, something or..things..are digging up tunnels and coming out at times. Strange thing is, these..things..don't have any recognisable form..the camera captured just floating clouds of gas, with an unexpected array of movements. Someone had to get their hands..and feet, dirty and do a thorough search. That's how I met Aeron, my reluctant partner and Ace, his relatively more eager friend with a better sense of smell, and thankfully, no sweaty helmets. We have till the last daylight to scrape up any thing we find. It's been pretty much the sound of dripping water and oil, and creaking metal parts till now. But just a few moments ago, Ace picked up a scent it seems. And it leads to the place in that footage, from the mouth of one of the tunnels.
I don't feel very good about this..."
Voice log #0679
4:17 p.m.
23rd March, 2093
Norwell Scrap Yard