2/2/22 2:22 AM

Property of the RCF Foundation Welcome, Dr. Japers Clef. '''Wait, you&#39;re not Dr. Japers Clef. Who are you?''' But it&#39;s all right, you can proceed to reading. Hello, this is. I am __ years old and here's my story working at Site-67 as a scientist.

Addendum 13/1/2022

I started my work as a scientist. At Test Subject Zone, I were able to participate the testing. We are gonna test 8 test subjects on Anomaly-▇▇, also known as Zombie Infection Gas.

Addendum 13/1/2022 (4:00 PM)

A test subject was first sent into the chamber, and I saw a G2 site chamber with a lid. I activated the lid open, starting the infection. The gas were all over the chamber, leading the test subject to fall unconscious for a nanosecond. And then, When another 7 test subjects goes into the containment, and all interacts with the first subject, they got turned into zombies. And then, the zombies bashed open the window. I inserted my Clearance 5 card into the clearance only door, and it opens, then I escaped and I have to find a respirator. I found one, and weared it on.

Addendum 2/2/22 (2:22 AM) I have only 2 weapons, a M4A1 with some mags on my assault vest, and a Beretta 9S with infinite ammo. The infection of Anomaly-▇▇ has spread around the facility, infecting a lot of guards, Emergency Task Force operators, and TRU (Tactical Rescue Unit) operatives. I only have a medic bag with only 99 supplies left, but my status is still alive and not mildly injured.

Help. But, there is only 22 guards that are alive, but they only reply with "2" when I interact them. I didn't know how this happen, but I think I'm f▇▇cked up right now.

Addendum 2/2/22 (2:23 AM)

The armed forces of Robloxian Insurgency Task Forces are here, they're going to terminate us. But, I've killed about 99 members in total during the Codename: Delta Containment Breach event, and I have to evacuate.

Addendum 2/2/22 (2:25 AM)

It looks like hell is near right now. When I contacted Agent Falconer09285 via the RCF Chatroom, he only replied:

Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, if you still even remember that name, but I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You're not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of died scientists and test subjects in some unseen chamber always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your existence ends.

End communication. [CONNECTION TERMINATED]

I am already dead, but my soul writes this by itself.