When the elevator reached the fifth floor, Logan slowly limped out, pistol at the ready. The corridor was trashed, just like all the others.
there was a sign on the wall that pointed to the infirmary.
As he limped through that hallway, he left a large trail of blood behind him. He needed to hurry, he could be tracked because of that trail. Finally he found it. He slowly pushed open the door, and stepped inside. After closing the door behind him, he felt the cold barrel of a gun pointed to the back of his head. "Turn around. Slowly. We don't want any accidental discharges here."
He did as the man said and turned. The man had a MP5 trained on him. The man looked into his eyes, and then lowered his weapon.
"Good news. You don't look infected, so I don't have to kill you."
"I didn't think I'd find any survivors here."
The man rolled his eyes. "You and me both."
The survivor was dressed in black, dirty cargo pants. He wore a dark green jacket that had a strange type of logo and assortment of letters on the back. UBCS it read.
Logan sat down on a bench. "So where are the medical supplies? I'm fucked if I don't fix this."
"I'm a medic. I'll take care of your leg.
A few minutes later, Logan had to try to relax as the guy cleaned, and stitched together the wound.
"How did this happen?" "Some maniac with a chainsaw on the lower levels."
"Shit. When he escaped, and found a weapon, there was no stopping him."
"Do you know what happened here?"
The man looks up at Logan. "Why are you here exactly?"
"Lets just say I'm doing an investigation. I'm gonna leave it at that."
"Since this place has pretty much fallen, I might as well spill.
There was some research being conducted here, on a virus.
It was successfully manipulated, for the use of a weapon. The patients here were being used as test subjects, as they were not in their right mind, and their deaths would go unnoticed.
Things were fine for a few months, then an incident occurred in the lab, and the virus escaped."
"If this virus is airborne, how are we not infected?"
"I overheard some of the scientists. It's weak when airborne, meaning that it can not stay in the air for too long. However, it can still cause a ton of damage. And you've pretty much have seen that already."
The stitching of the wound was now finished, and the man was now wrapping bandages around it. "So I'm finished. Don't put too much pressure on it…"
Unknown to the two men, a video camera was trained on them for the entire conversation. Sitting in a chair in a security room, a man in a suite watches the footage. "You fucking idiot… now I have to punish you for leaking info…"
The man hits a button on a security console on the desk.
Now on the lower level of the asylum, a large door opens.
The butcher steps through the door, a large axe in his hands.
"I there is one thing that creature loves to do, its killing."
The butcher makes it way slowly through a stairway, unbelievingly silent. In the security room, the man picks up and earpiece.
"Now the fun begins…"
The medic's radio which was attached onto a strap on his shoulder began to make noise. Static. He picks it up and listens.
Logan stares. "No… no… shit!" He makes a run for the door, and shoves it open. "Where are you going!?" Logan begins to walk after him, when he stops. He shuts the door half way, and peers out through the crack in the door. It was the butcher. He stood before the medic, a huge axe in his left hand. The medic opens fire, the MP5 peppering his body. Blood shoots out the front of his body as the rounds slam into him. But the butcher does not back down. He simply raises the axe, and slams it down on the medic's head.
The blade slices through his skull, through his neck, and even sinks several inches down into his chest. Logan closes the door fully, and hides in a back room in the infirmary. He crouches behind a large crate. He can hear the door get forcefully shoved open. The butcher
scans looks around, stands there for a few seconds, and leaves.
Logan can hear the sound of a body being dragged away.
Damn.
Logan crouch walked to the door, and cracked it open.
The butcher was gone, but there was a large trail of blood in the direction that the medic was dragged in.
I need to find the lab. I'll definitely find some answers there.
Logan found an office in another part of the ward. He found two nine millimeter clips inside the desk. He also found a journal.
September 2, 1997
I was in the lab again, delivering some documents to the main researcher, Ken. He leads all operations in this facility.
Lots of people are a bit intimidated by him. He's worked for Umbrella for years, and is a highly respected member.
While I was down there, I couldn't help but feel very disturbed at the experiments. I saw strange specimens floating in liquid filled chambers, and vials of a blue liquid in test tube stands.
They were injecting whatever it was into what looked like…
dead flesh. I made sure to deliver those papers quickly.
I still remember when things used to be normal.
Then they showed up one day, and it all changed.
Its a very disturbing to remember that while you're working with patients, they may die in the next few hours or minutes. They've been taking patients away at a rapid rate.
I just pray that one day it'll stop…
Logan turned the page to the next entry.
September 5, 1997
They are up to something in that lab. Something new, and I don't like it. I overheard that whatever they're creating is called U-4.
I regret it now, but my curiosity got the best of me. I snuck into the lab, while they were experimenting with it.
I still have nightmares about it. It looked like the grim reaper.
Very bony and pale body structure, but with these razor sharp claws.
They tested the thing. It moved at terrifying speed, as it attacked the corpse of a patient. It can crawl on almost any surface with amazing agility. And to make it worse, it has the ability to blend in with its environment. The thought of this thing escaping terrifies me.
No way. That can't be possible. Umbrella is a pharmaceutical company. The thought of them doing something like this… strange.
Logan needed to gain access to the research facility underneath the asylum. Logan began flipping through the journal's pages, but there was exact location. However, there was some information hinting that the labs were at the lowest part of the facility.
He left the office, and continued to explore.
Logan saw a door on his right, and it instantly attracted his attention, the word ARMORY was above the door.
He slowly pushed the door open. There were several lockers. Most were empty.
Logan was able to find some nine millimeter clips in a few of them.
He checked one locker, and found a Tar-21 assault rifle and five clips for it. There was also a note inside.
Ken wants us all to be ready for anything, and he supports everyone packing heat. Hopefully, we won't need to use these often, but that is asking too much. Comes with being an Umbrella soldier I guess.
Logan needed to get down to this lab immediately.