The guinea pigs seem to be gathered
from all over the world. The guy
in the next room is from China, the
one in front of my cell is from
Brazil. The rest are Russian,
Japanese... It's like a world trade
show. It's strange that they are
all around my age. The youngest is
16, and the oldest is 19 or 20.

Those guys from Umbrella sometimes
take us to an arcade or to a nigh
club so we can enjoy ourselves
and relieve our stress, but
I won't let them decieve me.
I will escape from this place, no
matter what it takes! I must...
Anyway, the most important thing
to do now is to organize and gather
our comrades for what lies ahead.