Chapter 12
I was in room B3 when I met with another monster. By now I was a little more use to their presence, and my eyes had gotten use to the darkness. I was a little surprised of the absence of these monsters since the journal entries I had collected described them as being everyone. Could someone have come and taken them out? This monster was completely nude and covered in blood, which disgusted me to the point of almost making me hurl. I gave it two shots, both hitting him in the chest. The monster was grudging up closer, and knowing that with my aim, I was just going to waste more ammo, I suddenly had an idea. I charged the monster and just at the right moment, I ducked under the monster's arm. The monster took forever to turn around, and I was able to escape into the next room.
May 15, 1998
It's been three days since the Umbrella Corporation locked us here. One of the scientists tried to escape today. A helicopter was leaving the mansion with the last of the research and samples. And then one of the scientists, I think he was in R&D, went up to the helicopter when none of the guards were looking and tried sneaking on. But just as he got on, one of the men in black Umbrella gear noticed him climbing on and shot him down. They left his body there, on the heliport, as the men left. But during the afternoon, when we went to pick up the body, all we found was a trail of blood, leading back into the mansion.
May 18, 1998
Larry tells me that the facility dogs are starting to act up, and that someone's been stealing some of his dog kibble. We still haven't found the body of that guy that died on the helipad. People are also starting to act strange as well. There's Tommy, he's usually the funny guy who's cracking all the jokes. Now he barely speaks and he's always scratching his face or his arm. One of the other scientists, John told me that his skin is starting to peel off as well. John showed me, and it was repulsive. You could see the muscle and everything. He was one of the really smart ones you know, the real researchers. All I do is study blood samples, not like him. He has access to security and studies some super secret thing that he can't even talk about. He's even got a girlfriend, some girl named Ada. But there is something wrong going on. It's been six days and they still haven't let anyone out.
May 12, 1998
A bunch of Umbrella executives came to the mansion today and announced that nobody would be leaving the mansion for security reasons. It was something about a bug that had been going around. Whatever it is, that's fine with me, I don't really have any friends outside of work, and my living quarters at the mansion is much nicer than my apartment back in Raccoon City. My working partner, Sandra seemed upset at not being able to leave the mansion. Maybe it's because she actually has a family to get home to, unlike me.
I finally made it to room C4. I was exhausted, and my first thought was to collapse onto the makeshift bed and take a long nap. But then I remembered that I had to find out the truth. I could nap when I found the truth. The room was so much messier than the rest of the rooms. Papers were everywhere and the walls were covered in blood. It was very interesting finding this room. It wasn't on the map near the laboratory entrance, and it was electronically locked until I came. When I came to it's door, I heard a click, and the light above changed to green. It was as if someone wanted me here. Anyway, I began searching the room, looking over all the scattered papers. It was there, in one of the piles of paper, I found the last of the entries.
June 5, 1998
Nearly everyone's dead. They're everywhere, and there's nothing that'll stop them. I don't know what's going on outside of the mansion and I really don't care anymore. I have only three bullets left in my pistol, and they've surrounded Martin's room. He's probably dead now, and I'm next. If I could just run past them, but they're catching on. Some of them are fast, and then there's those giant lizards with sharp claws. I just want to go home.
June 8, 1998
John died today. He told me some very important information about the zombies and he instructed to me that I write them down. He also gave me a letter to give to his girlfriend Ada, but I think I dropped it somewhere, I don't know. It's becoming harder and harder to write. My last entry took nearly an hour to write. I think I may be infected. My skin's starting to fall off. Anyone, John told me that Umbrella was experimenting with something called the T-virus. It apparently is the thing that's turned everyone into monsters. John was apparently working with something called the Tyrant, which he claims is stilled contained. He says that the outbreak wasn't by the fault of Umbrella, but of some third party. He was also saying that other scientists of Umbrella were working with the T-virus. That's all he told me before he died. I shot him before he could become a zombie.
May 12, 1998
Matt and Tina left today, the Umbrella executives told Sandra and I that we would no longer be needing anymore blood samples from them and they would be taken to another facility. It's too bad really, I was really start to see Matt as my own child, even though I've barely had a chance to get to know the kid. Sometimes I wonder about how lonely it must be to sit in his room and sit at the research center back in Raccoon City. They were orphans, we were told that their real parents died in some unfortunate accident. Darrell and Carly also were upset about not seeing Tina too. We were told to work with the blood samples we had. I wonder what they're going to do to them, knowing Umbrella, we'll probably won't ever see them again. I just hope they grow up to have real lives, and not locked up in another one of Umbrella's labs.
I took me forever to read the last entry. They weren't our parents, which I had begun to suspect anyway, but from what the scientist knew, it seemed like finding my real parents was next to impossible. I put all the entries together, and tucked them away. I slumped down onto the bed, dust and papers flying everywhere. I laid my head onto the mattress and looked up at the ceiling. I blinked once, and when I opened my eyes, a zombie was staring right back at me.
I leaped out of the bed and took out my handgun, and fired once at the monster. It hit the monster in the leg, and the monster stumbled to the ground. I got up and stepped on the monster's head. The monster's head snapped off and blood spilled all over the floor. I silently walked out of the room. I again avoid the zombie in room B3, and finally reached the first room, A1. I easily found the monster thrashing around, hung on a cord of rope. I remembered the revolver and took it out. It still had two bullets left in it. I pressed it up against the zombie's head, and fired. I then took the gun to my own head, and pulled the trigger.
