I walked through the winding halls and twice I shot at things that
weren't there. I refilled my clip and eventually I found locker 379. I
tried to force it open but it didn't budge. I looked around the locker
and found a hidden keypad. I needed another password! It was six digits.
I thought about all of the passwords I have come across and only one had
six letters. Anubis. A is the first letter of the alphabet, so I put one
as the first digit. N is the fourteenth letter of the alphabet so I added
one and four to get five. I typed in five. Next was U. It was the twenty-
first letter, so two plus one is three. The third digit was three. B is
two, so the fourth digit is two. I is the tenth, so I typed in one as the
fifth digit, and finally S. S is nineteen, nine plus one is ten, one plus
zero is one. The last digit was one. I typed it in and surprisingly the
door opened.
I stepped inside and I instantly felt a cool draft. I flicked on my lighter and found myself in a damp, rock corridor. I walked to the end of the tunnel and opened the door. I found myself in a stainless steel room with one door on either side. I took the one on the left. I opened the door, and instantly smelled the all too familiar stench of decay. I walked to the end of the hallway and saw a pile of dead bodies blocking the door. They all were killed with shots to the head. I figured there must be something important inside that door, so I lifted the bodies off of each other and opened the door.
I was sorry I did. I looked inside and suspended in a tank of fluid was a creature the size of a man, but with reptilian green skin and razor sharp claws. It was sort of hunched over and its razor sharp teeth were bared in an evil grimace. I shied away from the tank and looked on the only desk in the room. It looked as if someone had already rummaged through it. I found only on important document. It was a handwritten note left by a S.T.A.R.S. Captain.
[[U,
I have been desperately trying to reach you. I have all of the information linking you
to Raccoon city in my possession. I am not stupid and I know you will make an
attempt on my life. So I offer you a fair price. I want 10 million dollars wired to my
account. With that, you get all of your precious research. If you do not pay, however,
I will expose these materials to the public. This is your own fault U. You messed
things up and you should take the blame for your actions, but I'm offering a way out.
I suggest you take it.
-Albert Wesker-]]
I have heard of Captain Wesker. Barry told me all about him. When he was telling those seemingly crazy stories about the virus, he told all about how Wesker turned on them. I guess it was true. But I thought Wesker died in the Mansion at the hands of something called a tyrant. I guess he must have lived, somehow. I kept looking around but still found nothing. Except for the two things taped under the desk. One was a clip, and the other was a piece of a document.
[[Experiment 324: "Zombie." Test subjects appear distraught at first. They then
become itchy and extraordinarily hungry. Strange blisters appear on their skin and
chunks of rotting flesh drop from their bodies. They are constantly searching for food
and even after consuming a full grown human, they continue to search for their next
meal. After being bitten or scratched by one of these creatures, you become infected
and in turn, become one of them.
Experiment 289: "Licker." Test subject become very muscular and walk on all four
limbs. Their brain appears on the outside of their skull and their tongues grow to
extraordinarily large lengths. Their tongues are capable of piercing through human
torsos. Their spines bend to accommodate their limbs and they grow large claws
capable of piercing through metal. They feed on human bodies, and on the off chance
you survive an attack from one of these, the infection will mutate you. Unfortunately
No more information is available on the type of mutation the being goes through.
Experiment 981: "Hunter." Test subject become extremely muscular and violent.
Their skin turns reptilian and green. They grow extremely sharp claws and they
become hunch backed and their eyes glow red. More experiments will.]]
The paper cut off there. I was shocked. Umbrella was a monster. How they could do these sorts of things were incomprehensible. I walked numbly out of the room, feeling dizzy, and this time it wasn't just the stench of decay. I walked back to the room I started in. I took the door on the right. It was yet another hallway. There was still wet blood on the walls. So I treaded softly. As I turned the corner I saw another two doors. There was one at the end of the hall, and one to the left of that one. I decided to look in the door on the left first, figuring that I may come across some useful information. I stepped into the room and was blinded by a flash of light. I went flying into the wall behind me, my mind swimming in and out of darkness. I opened my eyes and saw that the room was ablaze. I tried to stay awake, but I slowly slipped into unconsciousness.
I awoke to the sound of laughter. I was strapped to a cold metal table. I looked around as best I could and I saw a man dressed in all black. He had blonde hair and was wearing dark sunglasses. He was creepy and you could see a reddish light glowing behind his glasses. He welcomed me with a sharp smack to my face with the butt of his rifle. Again he laughed as I felt blood start running down my face. I tried to see if I could find any way I could escape. The man introduced himself as Albert Wesker. He held up all of the notes and things I had collected. He told me that I really could have ruined everything. He asked me my name and I spit at him. He hit me on the side of the head with his rifle and asked me again. I told him I was Officer Jake Starr. He laughed again and told me that he was glad he could meet the acquaintance of such a fine officer. I spit at him again and again he hit me. I started to fade in and out of consciousness and decided I'd play it cool, figuring being unconscious would do me no good.
As I started to regain my composure I noticed that something about Wesker had changed. He no longer looked cocky and so sure of himself. He must hear something I don't. I felt something sharp poke me in the back. I couldn't believe it, but when checking me for weapons he skipped over my knife. I very carefully pulled it out of my pants and started to cut my wrist free. After getting one wrist free I started to work on the other. I quickly stopped as Wesker told me to stay put as he checked something out. As soon as he left I got back to cutting myself free.
I stepped inside and I instantly felt a cool draft. I flicked on my lighter and found myself in a damp, rock corridor. I walked to the end of the tunnel and opened the door. I found myself in a stainless steel room with one door on either side. I took the one on the left. I opened the door, and instantly smelled the all too familiar stench of decay. I walked to the end of the hallway and saw a pile of dead bodies blocking the door. They all were killed with shots to the head. I figured there must be something important inside that door, so I lifted the bodies off of each other and opened the door.
I was sorry I did. I looked inside and suspended in a tank of fluid was a creature the size of a man, but with reptilian green skin and razor sharp claws. It was sort of hunched over and its razor sharp teeth were bared in an evil grimace. I shied away from the tank and looked on the only desk in the room. It looked as if someone had already rummaged through it. I found only on important document. It was a handwritten note left by a S.T.A.R.S. Captain.
[[U,
I have been desperately trying to reach you. I have all of the information linking you
to Raccoon city in my possession. I am not stupid and I know you will make an
attempt on my life. So I offer you a fair price. I want 10 million dollars wired to my
account. With that, you get all of your precious research. If you do not pay, however,
I will expose these materials to the public. This is your own fault U. You messed
things up and you should take the blame for your actions, but I'm offering a way out.
I suggest you take it.
-Albert Wesker-]]
I have heard of Captain Wesker. Barry told me all about him. When he was telling those seemingly crazy stories about the virus, he told all about how Wesker turned on them. I guess it was true. But I thought Wesker died in the Mansion at the hands of something called a tyrant. I guess he must have lived, somehow. I kept looking around but still found nothing. Except for the two things taped under the desk. One was a clip, and the other was a piece of a document.
[[Experiment 324: "Zombie." Test subjects appear distraught at first. They then
become itchy and extraordinarily hungry. Strange blisters appear on their skin and
chunks of rotting flesh drop from their bodies. They are constantly searching for food
and even after consuming a full grown human, they continue to search for their next
meal. After being bitten or scratched by one of these creatures, you become infected
and in turn, become one of them.
Experiment 289: "Licker." Test subject become very muscular and walk on all four
limbs. Their brain appears on the outside of their skull and their tongues grow to
extraordinarily large lengths. Their tongues are capable of piercing through human
torsos. Their spines bend to accommodate their limbs and they grow large claws
capable of piercing through metal. They feed on human bodies, and on the off chance
you survive an attack from one of these, the infection will mutate you. Unfortunately
No more information is available on the type of mutation the being goes through.
Experiment 981: "Hunter." Test subject become extremely muscular and violent.
Their skin turns reptilian and green. They grow extremely sharp claws and they
become hunch backed and their eyes glow red. More experiments will.]]
The paper cut off there. I was shocked. Umbrella was a monster. How they could do these sorts of things were incomprehensible. I walked numbly out of the room, feeling dizzy, and this time it wasn't just the stench of decay. I walked back to the room I started in. I took the door on the right. It was yet another hallway. There was still wet blood on the walls. So I treaded softly. As I turned the corner I saw another two doors. There was one at the end of the hall, and one to the left of that one. I decided to look in the door on the left first, figuring that I may come across some useful information. I stepped into the room and was blinded by a flash of light. I went flying into the wall behind me, my mind swimming in and out of darkness. I opened my eyes and saw that the room was ablaze. I tried to stay awake, but I slowly slipped into unconsciousness.
I awoke to the sound of laughter. I was strapped to a cold metal table. I looked around as best I could and I saw a man dressed in all black. He had blonde hair and was wearing dark sunglasses. He was creepy and you could see a reddish light glowing behind his glasses. He welcomed me with a sharp smack to my face with the butt of his rifle. Again he laughed as I felt blood start running down my face. I tried to see if I could find any way I could escape. The man introduced himself as Albert Wesker. He held up all of the notes and things I had collected. He told me that I really could have ruined everything. He asked me my name and I spit at him. He hit me on the side of the head with his rifle and asked me again. I told him I was Officer Jake Starr. He laughed again and told me that he was glad he could meet the acquaintance of such a fine officer. I spit at him again and again he hit me. I started to fade in and out of consciousness and decided I'd play it cool, figuring being unconscious would do me no good.
As I started to regain my composure I noticed that something about Wesker had changed. He no longer looked cocky and so sure of himself. He must hear something I don't. I felt something sharp poke me in the back. I couldn't believe it, but when checking me for weapons he skipped over my knife. I very carefully pulled it out of my pants and started to cut my wrist free. After getting one wrist free I started to work on the other. I quickly stopped as Wesker told me to stay put as he checked something out. As soon as he left I got back to cutting myself free.