Bee's Sting

Damn Excella! Damn Wesker! Damn Jill! Damn Irving! And Damn Ashton!

I got set up. Ashton betrayed me. Wesker controlled him like a sad puppy. Worst part is, I've already administered the anti-virus to myself. But Wesker knew that. He told me research on my mutation was over, and they no longer had any need of it, so he allowed me to administer it. He knew it all along.

I was confined to a small room for four hours. Apparently Wesker wanted to kill me, considering research was over, but Excella saved my ass. I'm still alive, but all this is her fault in the first place! If she'd never started working on that damned Uroborus, and never agreed with Wesker, none of this would have happened.

Now I'm confined to my room, and the U-8 research laboratory. I'm not allowed to go anywhere else, and a guard will bring me my food. I was betrayed. I'm alone.

Damnit, why did this have to happen. Now I'm under tight security. I can't even leave the room without an armed escort, and I know Wesker told them to shoot me if I resist. All the other scientists look at me like I'm insane, like I'm one of those "things". Don't any of them want out too?! After all that's been done here?

Ugh...I haven't slept yet. I'm about to go to sleep. Work resumes tomorrow for me.

Christian Gionne