Admiral Donahue: Lisa... is the recorder running? Good. Isaac Shock, how do you explain your actions? Why should we go easy on you? You're a traitor. You're a criminal. There's no way we can let you go. It's for the good of our race.

Isaac Shock: I told you I wasn't going to take any lives this time.

Admiral Donahue: We can't trust you at this point. You're a madman. We know you aligned yourself with a damn turian. I think you forgot what race you are.

Isaac Shock: I know what race I am. And yes, I am ashamed. To know that I belong to a race that is willing to kill it's own just to keep itself looking good... well, obviously, it hasn't done any good for me. It shouldn't for you. But you're corrupt. Like you can see what I am really trying to do here. You just feel safe trying to assume. I have a reason. I am justified.

Admiral Donahue: It's murder. It's never justified.

Isaac Shock: That's war. How hypocritical, Admiral. I told you why I am doing this. You killed my family, you son of a bitch. You led the operation that sent them there. And you never found anything when they landed. No. You didn't. You never found anything when they were killed by those damn Krogan's, either, now, did you? You knew they were there. I heard the orders.

Admiral Donahue: I don't know what you're...

Isaac Shock: DON'T GIVE ME THAT SHIT. You know how you took me in and I agreed to a non-violent interrogation?

Admiral Donahue: Where are you getting at?!

Isaac Shock: I lied.

-Screams are heard, and the recording comes to a stop.-

(Don't worry, I won't write everything in script form. Keep in mind, this is an interrogation recording. Audio is the only thing given.)

...Is this thing on? Please tell me it is... Okay. First off, this is Isaac Shock. The interrogation was the only thing that needed to be recorded, but I figured that after I took care of Donahue, I should use this to tell whoever may be listening to this about what is going on. The secretary high tailed it after begging for me not to kill her. She says she won't tell. I caused enough bloodshed today, so I let her go.

The interrogation probably has led you to believe that I am a bad man. Some kind of evil menace. I never wanted this to happen. But my family died... before I got with Liandri, nobody had cared about me except for my family. Admiral Donahue carelessly sent my family to a Krogan Merc hideout... back when he was Captain Donahue, anyway. My family requested back-up. They were overwhelmed by Krogan forces. Captain Donahue just flew the ship off. I told him to turn back, to not leave the rest of my family behind like that. He didn't care. He said it was best for the crew... although it's common knowledge that if my family had fully believed that what the Alliance were doing was right, he would have turned around and saved them like nothing else mattered. But my family were "Alliance naysayers," as he said. He didn't care about them... not the least bit.

I wish I could have changed everything that has happened. But I can't. What I did to Admiral Donahue cannot be changed, what he did to my family cannot be changed. If they are still watching... I hope mom, dad, and my sister Jill aren't ashamed of me. But I trust the Liandri. I'm sure we're doing the right thing. ...I hope we're doing the right thing.

Commander Isaac Shock... out.

Meh... what the Hell. I decided to take the recording with me out of this Alliance base. I've got a lot on my mind, and I don't really feel like approaching too many people about it, so here I go.

I'm being escorted by fellow Liandri members. Unlike Admiral Donahue, they don't seem as keen on leaving their teammates behind... and for that, I am very thankful. I don't want to know what would have happened to me if other Alliance members have found me in there with a dead war hero... and as much as I hated the man, I can't deny that he did show extreme acts of heroism over the years. But business is business, you know... and the bastard did send my family to die.

Now look at me. I can't find it in myself to forgive my own race. I could forgive the Krogans... but it's so odd having your own race turn it's back on you. Thank God I'm surrounded by many other races here. Nero has been more than considerate upon my enlisting in the Liandri. I was able to shoot up the ranks pretty fast considering I was a pretty high ranking officer back in my terrible Alliance days. Hell, I'm a commander now. It doesn't get much better that that...

Coal looks up to me. I need to get on the right track. I need to forget about all of the stupid crap I have gotten myself into... like the murder of Admiral Donahue, obviously, and the stupid crap I did with that damn asari dancer, Gileena. I need to sort things out. I need to find somebody in my life that I can look up to... I think I'm beginning to doubt I will find any of that here.

But I will remain loyal to Kane. I'm not going to worship him or any crap like that... some people take it way too far. But he took me under his wing... maybe I could look up to him some day, who knows? Either that, or I need to get the Hell out of here and go far, far away, living another life under another name.

Isaac Shock out... I'm giving myself a headache here.