Researcher’s Letter

June 8th, 1998

My dearest Ada,

''By the time you read this letter, I will no longer be the man you knew, the results of my test came back today, and as I suspected, they came back positive. I feel like I am teetering on the edge of sanity just thinking about my impending doom. I would give anything not to have become one of them.''

''As far as I know, you are not infected. I sincerely hope things do not reach such a desperate pass, but if it has turned out that you are the last person remaining alive, I want you to get the material from the Visual Data Room. Then, activate the Self-Destruct System in the Power Room and escape from here. Please do everything in your power to make this whole incident public.''

''If everything is still running normally, you should be able to release all the locks using the Security System. I have set up the terminal in the small security room so that you can log in to the system using my name and your name as the password.''

''You will need another password to release the lock of the door in Basement Level Two where the Visual Data Room is located. As a safety measure I have coded that password into an X-ray picture; a roentgenogram. I know you, and I’m sure you will be able o work it out without any trouble.''

''There is just one more thing…and it is my last request. I hope you never have to lay eyes on me in that state, but if you do happen to run into me in my hideous form, I beg you to put me out of my misery. I hope you understand. Thank you, Ada.''

Yours truly,

John