Galloping in the fantasy world

November 26, 1967

How could I be so careless? I lost my favorite lighter, which was a birthday gift from Jessica. Now it is even more difficult to escape from this dark place.

November 13th is the day I started to be trapped here. My aunt was admitted to the hospital due to illness 3 days before that. Jessica and Lisa said they wanted to visit her there, so I just went with them.

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Wait, even as I was reminiscing, the memory in my mind had become blurry. Before I passed out, I remember the guy in the white coat saying something like, your family is probably gone by now. Please God bless

They did not return to this place afterwards.

November 29, 1967

I still couldn't get out. I tried every possible escape route, but I still had to face the fact that I was trapped.

I went everywhere, even to the laboratory with the big glass jars containing formaldehyde and to those dark, damp and weird caves. What should I do?

I couldn't believe my eyes at first, but the name of the familiar high-heeled shoes in the corridor entered my brain like a reflex, Jessica! I couldn't believe that they suffered the same fate as me. No! I can't

Give up hope. I have to hold on to the hope that they are still alive.

There is a text description behind the photo

November 10, 1967

Ancestral virus injection record

?Jessica?

Injection virus: Type A, causes tissue cells to shrink when cells are activated

Viral fusion: negative

Disposal method: discard

?Lisa?

Injection virus: type b, causes tissue cells to shrink when cells are activated

Viral fusion: positive, but the fusion process is slow

Physical changes: Continuous reactions observed

Status: Continue isolation and observation

?George?

Disposal: Cleared (November 31, 1967)

Nangong Aotian continued: If these are not enough to prove Umbrella's crimes, there is also a diary here. Although it is not signed, it seems that it should be the diary of George's daughter, Lisa.

I saw it recorded in the diary

November 14, 1967

After they gave me the injection, I started to feel dizzy. I couldn't find my mother. Where did they take her?

She promised that we would run away together. Did she leave me behind and run away alone?

November 15, 1967

I found my mother and we had dinner together. I was so happy.

But she is fake, not my real mother. She has the same face, but different inside.

I got my mother's face back easily. The woman who stole my mother's face was still screaming. I didn't care about that kind of woman's scream.

No one can be with my mother but me. I put her face on my body so no one can take it away.

Because my mother will be sad when she sees me without her face.

November 17, 1967

There is a smell of mother in the box. Is the real mother inside?

The stone box was very hard and painful, and the iron chain blocked the way.

Because there are four stones, I can't see my mother.

These bastards! Chris punched the wooden wall angrily and yelled.

We must make Umbrella's matter public! Not only for our dead teammates, but also for this family! Gil said with indignation.

Be careful, someone is approaching! Nangong Aotian hurriedly warned.

The three of them took out their pistols and pointed them at the door.

All I saw was a man with a mutated and swollen head. He was dressed in a light blue tattered hospital gown. His back was high and he was walking with a hunched back. His hands were clamped by wooden shackles and his feet were dragging long iron chains. He was obviously a patient who had been under pressure.

Experimental subjects persecuted by Brera.

The most frightening thing is that there are several pieces of skin attached to her body. Although it is a little blurry, it is vaguely visible that they are human faces.

Nangong Aotian said: Don't shoot, I think she is Lisa Trevor.

She is hostile to us, Jill said.

Maybe it’s because we have this old photo and diary. Nangong Aotian said.

These are very important pieces of evidence that we cannot throw away, said Chris.

Seeing that her movement speed is relatively slow, we can just go around from the side. Gil said.

The three of them walked around Lisa and away from the cabin,

The investigation here has ended, and the three decided to return to the atrium. After killing some zombie monsters along the way, the three came to the northwest area of ​​the atrium of the mansion.

Chris's walkie-talkie picked up a signal on the way.

This is Brad, calling S.T.A.R.S. Alpha Team, please call back! Can anyone hear me?!

Chris responded hurriedly: I'm Chris!

This is Brad, the alpha team and the bravo team of S.T.A.R.S. If anyone hears it, please say something. Please reply! I repeat: I am Brad

Chris shouted: Brad, it’s Chris! Brad? Damn it! This piece of shit

At this time, the intercom fell silent again, stuck on Brad's side, and no call from Chris was received.

This Brad, whose full name is Brad Vickers, is a helicopter pilot who had left his companions and fled alone because of excessive fear. At this time, his conscience must have realized that he came back to rescue his teammates.

The three of them had no choice but to temporarily put aside contacting Brad and continue their investigation. At this time, they came to a dormitory.

Please be careful and don't make any noise, there is someone in the room in front.

Chris and Jill are both highly trained soldiers, the former is from the Air Force, the latter is from the U.S. Delta Force, and Nangong Aotian is even more extraordinary.

Sneaking was a very simple matter for them. The three of them came to a door, and the sound of two people talking could be heard from inside.

An old voice said: No! This is different from what we discussed! Moreover, there is no need to eliminate s.t.a.r.s. How is my family doing now?

A younger voice said: As long as you don't cause trouble for me

Then there was silence in the room, and Nangong Aotian motioned to the people inside to leave.

Chris immediately opened the door and went in. It turned out that he had long recognized the voice of one of the people as Barry.

Chris asked: Barry! It was you and Wesker who were talking to each other just now!

Barry looked confused and said: I don't know what you are talking about. I'm just a little old and I have the bad habit of talking to myself without knowing it.

Chris shouted: Nonsense! The voices of the two people are completely different, stop covering it up!

Gil hurriedly came over to ease the atmosphere, and then told Nangong Aotian the information about Wesker.

Nangong Aotian said: The situation is very clear now. You can continue to pretend to be with Wesker so that he will not attack your family early. When we find an opportunity to capture Chris in one fell swoop, he

There is no way to threaten you. Or, you can go all the way to the dark side.

Barry remained silent for a moment, and sighed to Chris: I am old. If something happens, please take care of my family.