June 16, 1997

One month has passed since I was dispatched here. I am astounded at the sloppy supervision
of this Umbrella waste disposal facility. It's not surprising that this accident happened.

I know that if I must die, I want to die as a human...

June 24, 1997

The supervisor here called Morpheus, is so annoying. He drives me nuts.

He must pay more attention to worker health management and biological weapons that anyone I have ever met. This facility belongs to Umbrella, but he obviously doesn't think so...

I have no idea how long I've been here. I don't wanna stay in this facility,

But I can't move. My body won't move...