From: Mia Winters
Sent: July 18, 2017 11:04PM Tuesday
To: Ethan Winters
Come get me.
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3 Missing During Urbex Trip
State authorities are asking for help locating three men who went missing during their travels to Dulvey Parish from New Orleans on the ninth of this month.
The missing men have been identified as Peter Walken, Andre Stickland, and Clancy Javis. The three produce videos for the Internet and traveled to Dulvey to shoot footage for their latest production. Their videos consist mostly of the group exploring abandoned buildings and haunted houses.
"Over 20 Missing in 2 Years"
Captain Howell from state police told reporters they have started a search for Helen Midkiff, a college student from North Carolina who was traveling in Louisiana. Ms. Midkiff hasn't been heard of since the night of the twenty-first.
Reports of missing persons in South Louisiana have increased dramatically in the past two years.
The majority of those missing are tourists and vagrants. At least 20 people are thought to have gone missing so far.
Police suspect foul play and believe there may be a connection between the incidents. Plans are in place to step up local interrogations and increase personnel to further the investigations.
Alyssa Ashcroft, Jan. 19, 2016
October 2Reports say a storm's coming.
I had a lot of trouble cleaning up after the last one a few years back. I guess it's time to reinforce the windows and shore up the roof. Maybe I'll get Lucas to help.October 9The water has finally receded. The house is alright, but the old house was badly damaged.
Lucas is making a fuss about a huge ship that's washed up in the bayou. If that's true, I better report it to the parish.
I'll go check it out tomorrow.
Move that piece-of-shit hippy we caught from the hall to the processing area.
Those bastards are looking for me, but maybe this gives you a chance to escape.
To escape, you have to find the reliefs shaped like dog heads.
I saw one of the heads in the dissection room underground, Get it. It's the key out of here.
Something's wrong with me.
It must have been that shit they made me eat.
If I'm gonna die, I'd at least like to go out fighting.
I'm gonna get a hold of that shotgun I saw in the rec room and make them regret what they did to me.
You need to get out of here.
I love you, Courtney.Love,Travis
I caught the guy who keeps trying to escape. I've locked him up in the leftmost incinerator so he can't get away again. Take him out when he's ready.
You know how to open the door, don't you? Just remember: 3 a's and a handprint.
Do what you want with his girl.
I'm tired of chasing all these shitheads around the yard.
The next time one of our guests runs away, hide the dog head reliefs so they can't get out of the house.
Let's hide them like this:
- Living room grandfather clock
- The book in the recreation room
- The dissection room in the basement
Dear Mrs. Baker,
How have you been feeling recently? It's been a long time since you came in for your last check-up.
I'm writing to tell you that I've finished examining your X-rays. Those dark areas in your cranium are fungus-like structures that seem to be related to mold.
The hallucinations and noises you said you've been hearing may be related to these growths.
If your symptoms are due to a fungal parasite, it must be removed before it's too late. I don't mean to scare you, but I am seriously concerned for your health.
Please come to the hospital as soon as you read this letter. As your doctor, I strongly recommend you undergo further tests.Crawford Lang,
Dulvey General Hospital
My body's feeling weirder and weirder.
Soon I'll become like mom and dad.
It's all her fault.
Should I run?
No, I can't. I'm dead if she finds out.
That woman she was with, Mia, she knows something.
If I had the serum I could cure myself.
I have to find out more.
You tried to sneak up to the second floor again, didn't you?! Did you think I wouldn't notice?!?!
Even after what happened to Eveline, you just keep talking about some strange medicine.
And what are you planning to do with my altar? You better keep those sticky fingers off of it!
Nobody touches my sacred altar!
You think your father and I are idiots?! You spoiled pathetic child...
I wish you NeVEr been born. UnforGIVably pathetic yet always lookingDOWN on uS aNd trying to Leave our HOME! After EVERYthing WE'VE done for YOU... Pathetic PATHETICpathetic pathetic...
If you EVER even touch my altar I'll slice off your chest and serve it up as potroast...
Regarding the -Series serum:
the following items
be able synthesize serum.
- D-series cranial nerve
- D-series peripheral nerve
October 11My ears have been ringing all day and I haven't been able to sleep since the child showed up. It's like Zoe says: There's something strange about the child, and the woman she brought with her.October 15I'm seeing things, hearing things, can't stop feeling nauseous. I went to see the doctor in town and he gave me an X-ray. What's happening to me?October 23The child gave me a present.October-I put the present in the secret room right at the back of the second floor, where nobody will find it.
That arm is a sign of the child's trust. That arm will lead us to happiness.
And anyone who corrupts that happiness... I won't allow them to live.
"The pig is waiting for you in the dissection room, bitch."
Mommy took me to the hospital in town. They took a photo of my head with a weird machine.
Then mommy bought me a 259-piece puzzle from the toy store.
Stupid Oliver keeps teasing me. "You're a crazyhead!"
I lied to Oliver. I told him to come over for my birthday party, then shut him in the attic from outside by remote control.
He kept crying. "Let me out, Lucas!"
April, th I changed the remote control so stupid Zoe can't just go into the attic.
I melded it with one of my inventor's contest trophies.
Now she'll never find it.
Oliver's stopped his yelling, but sometimes I hear knocking from above.
It REALLY stinks!
And some weird juice is dripping from the ceiling.
Anyway, since I had time, I changed the remote control trophy again.
Now it'll be shiny even at night.
"The same time as all other clocks."
Hey, how's it going?
I guess half a year or so will have passed by the time you get this letter. Life is so boring here. Day after day, just the same old sea.
Although there is one thing that's different. This time we have some passengers sailing with us, which hardly ever happens.
It's a couple with a little girl. I think they're distant relatives of the captain. Imagine, traveling on a tanker instead of a passenger ship. They must be hard up!
I tried talking to the little girl earlier and her dad shot me this nasty look. What's he so worried about?
Now that I think of it, the captian said he didn't even have any relatives...
Maybe I'm overthinking this.
I miss you.
It's too late for us, but at least I can let the world know what happened here.
I was on night shift yesterday, so I was taking a nap in the bunk room around noon.
I was half asleep and I heard a kid, a little girl, laughing. Or was that all in my head?
I woke up at 19:30: there was some sort of ruckus in the passageway. Drew, one of the engineers, came in and said there was something going on down below, maybe a riot. He looked pale in the face.
He told me he was going down to check it out, but he never came back.
It must have been around 19:50 when I heard the scream. I went to the laundry room to check and saw Clark being eaten by some sort of black-ish monster.
The monster turned and started coming towards me, huge, shark-like teeth snapping in its jaw. I just screamed like a little girl and ran for it.
Now I'm huddled up in the bunk room, shaking as I write this. There's a whole host of those creatures lurking in the passageways now. I can still hear screams now and then, but there's no way I'm going out there now.
And that's it: I've written everything I know.Giovanni Finetti
Special Operations Division
Director Alan Droney and Caretaker Mia Winters
Recent reports suggest that if Eveline remains at her current location, she is at a high risk of being stolen by opposing organizations. Your orders, therefore, are to transfer Eveline to our Central American branch for safe keeping until further notice.
During transfer, be sure to adhere to the following protocols:
• Act as parental guardians for Eveline at all times to avoid suspicion.
• Manage Eveline's vitals via the Genome Codex provided.
• If the mission is compromised beyond reconciliation, dispose of Eveline.
The cable is completely fried. We had a replacement, but we had to use it to fix something in the 3F sick bay. You're gonna have to go ask Dr. Waddell for it.
I'm needed down in the No. 2 Engine Room but I can't get down there unless we get this thing working.Dwayne
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The toxin must first be stimulated before use. Do this by placing a sample of an E-series' cells into the necrotoxin container.
This report details the symptoms that appear when the bacterium* that grows inside the E-Series infects a human.
Be sure to read this document throughly before dealing with E-Series weaponized assets.
*Hereafter referred to as "mold."
The mold ingests nutrients from the subject's body to propagate itself, and slowly takes over cells within the body.
As a side effect of this, the infected subject gains remarkable regenerative abilities.
During experiments, we removed arms and legs from test subjects and found that they were able to coapt the amputated limbs in a matter of minutes.
Once the mold reaches the brain, the subject's thoughts become "in tune" with those of the E-Series asset. The subject starts to hear things and experience hallucinations, and soon comes under complete control of the E-Series asset.
If this state continues, the host will lose all sense of ego.
After every cell in the body has been taken over by the mold, the subject begins to lose their human form. Physical mutations differ from case to case, but all result in him or her acquiring incredible physical strength.
Containing a subject at this stage would be extremely difficult.
Friday, January 16, 2015 12:42 AM
Thanks to you guys it's been about a week since my head's been clear and back to normal. And she STILL thinks she's got me! You guys really need to work on fixing that. Not only does she look like a little kid, but she's about as stupid as one, too.
Mom and dad are still totally under though. I was wondering. Is this whole "family" obsession something you guys programmed into her? It's kinda fucked up.Sent:
Friday, November 4, 2015 2:10 AM
That bitch Mia is still somewhere in between Evie-La-La Land and reality. She gets pretty violent, so I locked her up in a cell. I thought maybe Eveline would get mad since Mia's her favorite and all, but she doesn't seem to care. She actually goes and visits her sometimes. She thinks Mia's her mommy. Like I said, your "bioweapon" is fucked up.Sent:
Friday, September 1, 2016 1:10 AM
Eveline's family obsession is getting out of hand. She's making everyone kidnap more and more assholes off the street to add to her freak show of a family. Maybe she's getting tired of Mia not coming around, but it's a pain in the ass for me because I gotta clean up the mess whenever someone new comes along.
By the way, Evie's looking sick or something. Her skin is getting all wrinkly and she's getting grey hairs. Is that supposed to happen? It's almost like she's getting old all of a sudden.
This project was instigated in 2000 as one of several concepts for the company's NEXBAS (next-generation experimental battlefield superiority) initiative, working with technical assistance from H.C.F, to develop a bioweapon for neutralizing combatants en masse with minimal direct contact. NEXBAS was later folded, and all its assets diverted to this project.
What makes this project markedly different from conventional weapons is its ability to turn enemy combatants into allies; converting hostile elements into willing servants.
Since this effectively eliminates the costs of not only POW handling but also combat itself, it's no wonder we had the ••• and even ••••'s ••• organization chomping at the bit to get on board.
The project would never have existed were it not for the discovery in •••••• of •••••••••, the remarkably progressed "vicariant evolution" fungus that we commonly term the "mutamycete".
The fabrication method for each bioweapon was to introduce the mutamycete genome to a pre-Stage 4 human embryo and perform cultivation in a controlled environment over a period of 38-40 weeks.
The resultant organisms were referred to as "candidate specimens" and graded based on usability, from the impractical and faulty Series A through D, to the perfected E-Series.
A common appearance was selected for the bioweapons; that of a roughly ten-year-old girl, to ensure ease of blending in with urban/refugee populations.
The first E-Series specimen, named Eveline, has proven capable of secreting the mutamycete ••••••••• from her tissue at will.
It is also of note that Eveline's mutamycete imposes a profound control over body and mind when introduced into a host organism.
We still have a lot to learn about the mechanism by which Eveline achieves and maintains this control, but the working theory is that the vector is similar to the autoinducer pheromones used for quorum sensing in pseudomonas bacteria.
Eveline's control is exerted in a series of discrete stages, the first of which is hallucination.
Almost immediately after infection, the subject begins to see images of Eveline (though she is not in fact there) and hear her voice (which is inaudible to anyone else).
Auditions with infected subjects throughout the stages of infection reveal that at first, the phantom Eveline appears to be a normal young girl, sometimes desiring companionship or assistance. As time progresses, she begins making more and more extreme demands, including self-mutilation and attacks on other people.
The psychological shock this induces helps to break down the mind's natural barriers to Eveline's brainwashing effect, and by the time mental control is achieved, the mutamycete infection has progressed throughout the body's cells, so the body ••••••••••••••.
Eveline's functions also include the ability to form organisms from mycelia, the fungal filaments.
The term "organism" is used loosely here; strictly speaking, they are superorganisms formed of countless mycelia. What's important, though, is that they exhibit a strong survival instinct and will defend themselves ferociously with the slightest provocation. Their fungal toughness and remarkable strength give them significant battlefield potential.
The researches have been calling these super-organisms the "Molded"; made of mold, and also molded as in "shaped". The name has a certain elegance to it.
For the treatment of accidental infections, performing ••••• on samples of Eveline's body tissue produces a unique fungicidal serum.
Administering the serum to an infected subject will cause the mycelia to calcify, but if the subject's cells are already largely invaded, the serum will be fatal. Since the treatment window is so small, the serum's primary use is therefore disposal of infected subjected, rather than a cure.
In exploring the serum's potential, we found that subjecting it to ••••• would enhance its effects to extreme potency, becoming a compound we now call E-Necrotoxin, which ••••••••••••• in even tiny amounts.
What's been interesting to observe in Eveline's behavior is her obsession with the concept of family.
In experiments, we found multiple occasions that infected subjects were compelled to act as her "mother" or "father", treating her as if she were really their daughter.
Why did she settle upon family as the theme for her mental control?
This is just speculation, but it could be that she instinctively understand that a family unit is better suited to blending into social groups than a lone girl.
On the other hand...well, a sentimental sort might suggest she's making up for a perceived lack of "love" in her quarantined upbringing. A parent's love.