Nice to meet you Rebecca.

After retrieving the actual Armor Key, I head to see Rebecca and Richard. As I go to gather the Serum, I have not one, but two jumpscares in the matter of minutes. As I head through the Jill Sandwich Hall; not two, but three zombies crash into the hall through the windows. I panic, running. I have the pleasant conversation where I need to get the Serum for Richard. Not a big deal... Right?

Wrong.

As I cross the common Main Hallway (where I see as another sanctuary when needed) I head into the Upper Dinning Room and racing on through to the Drug Room. Wait. Why is that door making noise? Shit... this can't be good. The music plays... A zombie has made its way into the Stairway. I flee, yelling at Chris to run faster, but yelling at my computer isn't going to help.

This forced me to find an alternative route. I made it to Richard, give him the Serum; go to the Dining Room remembering I should grab the Jewel (I know it's called Gemstone in this one, but I am used to it being called a JEWEL.) I place it into the Tiger's Eye, then going into one of my favorite rooms...

May 9, 1998

Played poker tonight with Scott and Alias from Security, and Steve from Research. Steve was the big winner, but I think he was cheating. Scumbag.

May 10, 1998

One of the higher—ups assigned me to take care of a new creature. It looks like a skinned gorilla. Feeding instructions were to give it live animals.

When I threw in a pig, the creature seemed to play with it...tearing off the pig's legs and pulling out the guts before it actually started eating.

May 11, 1998

At around 5 A.M., Scott woke me up. Scared the shit out of me, too. He was wearing a protective suit. He handed me another one and told me to put it on. Said there'd been an accident in the basement lab.

I just knew something like this would happen. Those bastards in Research never sleep, even on holiday.

May 12, 1998

I've been wearing the damn space suit since yesterday. My skin's getting grimy and feels itchy all over. The goddamn dogs have been looking at me funny, so I decided not to feed them today. Screw 'em.

May 13, 1998

Went to the Infirmary because my back is all swollen and feels itchy. They put a big bandage on it and told me I didn't need to wear the suit anymore. All I wanna do is sleep.

May 14, 1998

Found another big blister on my foot this morning. I ended up dragging my foot all the way to the dog's pen. They were quiet all day, which is weird.

Then I realized some of them had escaped. Maybe this is their way of getting back at me for not feeding them the last three days. If anybody finds out, I'll have my head handed to me.

May 16, 1998

Rumors going around that a researcher who tried to escape the estate last night was shot. My entire body feels hot and itchy and I'm sweating all the time now.

I scratched the swelling on my arm and a piece of rotten flesh dropped off. What the hell's happening to me?

May 19, 1998

Fever gone but itchy. Today hungry and eat doggy food.

May 21 1998

Itchy itchy Scott came ugly face so killed him. Tasty.

4 / /

Itchy. Tasty.

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I grab what is offered to me and I depart. Grabbing the Broken Shotgun, I figured it was time to get it before advancing any further without it. I hurried through the first zombie hallway. Chris blew off it's head. I was good. It felt good. I knew eventually I would need to come back through here for a few puzzle pieces.

I grab the Shotgun, placing it into the East Stairwell Storage Room. Though knowing I sense another break regarding my Anxiety Levels; I grab the music sheet from the Music Room. I saw that I need to quit. I saved. Seeing that the music was missing a page.. I couldn't deal with the stress of finding it again.