The date is July 19th, 1998. It is 8:58 PM CST.

JohnToleman_UmbrellaR&D has signed on.

awesker has signed on.

awesker: Toleman, did I not specifically state that you were not to make outward calls or communications? What is so urgent you needed to break silence?

JohnToleman_UmbrellaR&D: Oh, I don't know, maybe the impending death of everyone in this FUCKING lab.

awesker: Excuse me?

awesker: You are speaking to a superior. I do not appreciate your disrespectful tone.

JohnToleman_UmbrellaR&D: Chain of command went out the window when the outbreak started.

JohnToleman_UmbrellaR&D: I've had to watch colleagues and friends get ripped to shreds, kill themselves, or just tune out of reality waiting for the end to come.

JohnToleman_UmbrellaR&D: I bet you don't even know some of their names - like Clemens. John Clemens. I haven't seen him in days, did you know he had a girlfriend? And The Keeper, Thompson - he went feral, ate Scott right in the middle of the floor. Or Martin? He just couldn't take it anymore.

awesker: All necessary sacrifices to ensure our prize survives. Is the Tyrant intact?

JohnToleman_UmbrellaR&D: Are. You. Fucking. Kidding me. Did you not hear me? The research team's toast up here. Anyone still standing is holed up, praying for dear life.

JohnToleman_UmbrellaR&D: I can't use the mansion's balconies to escape because there's these killer fucking crows hanging about. And the ground floor exists are a no-go because a whole group of Cerberus got loose - they're hanging around the woods.

JohnToleman_UmbrellaR&D: It's over. It's done. All we can do now is get the fuck out of dodge and isolate this area. So at the risk of sounding insubordinate, SIR, where is the goddamn exfil team?

awesker: … You want the truth, Toleman?

awesker: I've ceased caring about you. About your team. About Umbrella, even. I grow tired of Spencer's shackles, and of this incessant need to protect the corporate interest.

awesker: THIS is my new beginning. The start of my rise to power.

awesker: As one of my final COURTESIES, I'm obliged to inform you that there will BE no exfiltration. As far as the highest members of Umbrella's board are concerned, everyone in the Arklay Laboratory is dead. The mansion and grounds are to be scuttled immediately after the final test data for the Tyrant has been obtained.

awesker: So once more I ask: what is the status of the Tyrant?

JohnToleman_UmbrellaR&D: … It's still contained in its tank. The computer's running diagnostics, but it'll be ready for on-site testing within the week.

awesker: Excellent. On behalf of the Umbrella Corporation, I thank you for your diligence and loyalty.

JohnToleman_UmbrellaR&D: You bastard.

awesker: Indeed