April 25th
Today is my 30th birthday. I was
transferred to this facility
today. I am very happy because
the work environment is very
different from life in the
university.
May 14th
The disposal system has been
completed. Using a special kind
of gas, it can decompose the
cells of the guinea pigs. We
have to try this out before
beginning practical usage of
the system, since it is not
100% stable yet.
May 20th
While I was checking the
treatment room, the door shut,
and I was locked inside. I
couldn't get out for one hour.
I guess even if you have the key
card, it's useless when you are
locked inside.
June 7th
The guinea pigs we have to
dispose of are increasing. The
system is not working smoothly.
The laboratory staff doesn't
listen to my opinions and I
am getting extremely frustrated.
July 16th
We can't dispose of all the
bodies and the quality of the
liquid medicine is not good
enough, either...
July 29th
Though the function of the
system decreases, the number
of the bodies we have to dispose
doesn't. The infection level has
increased and the antibodies we
are using is no match for the
new mutation of the virus. Some
of the workers have been
infected by the disease. I have
continued to work, but I always
keep a gun with me. I must
remember to save one bullet for
me. I want to weep. I don't want
to die here. I swear that I'll
lose my mind if I imagine how
painful the death will be...