Note

A final note Jessica Trevor left to her Daughter


 * To my Lisa,


 * Day by day I can feel my conciousness
 * drifting further away.
 * The shots given to me by men in white
 * clothes made some of mommy's itching
 * go away. Today they gave me another
 * shot saying it was "nutrition".


 * When they give me the shots mommy
 * can think straight, but mommy's
 * shocked and sad because mommy's
 * unable to think of you all the time.


 * Mommy's afraid. Afraid of forgetting
 * everything, especially the memories of
 * you and daddy... What your faces look
 * like, how we used to be together...
 * They're all starting to disappear into
 * somewhere dark in my mind.


 * Oh Lisa, I wish I could touch your face
 * and hold you in my arms right now, so
 * that I can hold on to our wonderful
 * memories of you and daddy.


 * Lisa we can't stay here any longer, We
 * have to escape!


 * Listen to me Lisa. Our chance to
 * escape is the next time when we go to
 * that lab together. We'll both pretend
 * that we are both unconscious and when
 * that man in white clothes is off guard
 * that will be our chance.


 * When we're on the outside, let's look
 * for daddy together. Okay sweetie?
 * Be strong, Lisa.


 * Nov. 13, 1967
 * Jessica Trevor