Irons Report #003 - Final Report

September. 28, 1998

It's over, it's all over, this city is over, this project is over... I can't believe I was so clumsy and stupid, letting my impulses take over me, was it worth it? Lead a city to complete infestation because I had an erection, just had to take care of it. I like to blame myself but I keep blaming my dad, since the start he taught me to be this way, since my first sexual experience, he made sure I had the most expensive whores he could find, showed me there was no limit, even in a sick project like this.

I've been trapped in this room since it began, one week, two weeks, I don't even know, all I remember is not closing that door and those things escaping the lab, the mansion, the city, most of them are probably roaming throughout the city, spreading without end. Meanwhile in all of this, I received radio communications from others Umbrella higher ups, apparently the same thing happened in Raccoon, an outbreak, at this point it's reasonable to think the entire world is infected, who knows, Umbrella it's getting quieter and quieter, I stopped receiving daily reports and updates, even dad stopped getting in touch, even though it's the last human in the planet I want to hear it from right now.

I know for a fact those things are still down here, I kept seeing the monitors all this time and analyzing data, it's the only thing I have before starving down here, the supplies are running incredibly low. I noticed they are still mutating, the men are not dying anymore after ejaculation, or at least is not making them weaker like it used to, the women are only attracted to humans now, they ignore the male creatures and not only they are vomiting sperm or whatever it is, they are also eating their victims, cannibalism. It matches the Raccoon incident that I heard over the radio, undead coming back to life to eat people, but of course they don't know the peculiarities of my creations, my "zombies", yes, I know I am at fault. Mine creations are not satisfied just with flesh and guts, I'm sure the citizens of this city discovered that in the worst way.

Since the outbreak, I had to endure the constant banging on my door, these creatures wanting to get in since day one to a point I don't even know what is life without a constant bang in my ears, luckily I am surrounded by drugs around here, anything to ease the sound, the pain, to just pass out for hours until I wake up after a nightmare where they storm in. It's incredible how relentless these things are, for days they are punching that door. I guess my little project wasn't a failure after all, dad wanted something like that after all. Even if those things were stronger, no way they could break that huge double metal door, it was electronically locked as well.

For the first time I wanted to be different than him, different than the sick freak I was, instead of obsessing over this project, I decided to find a workaround, a cure, or at least something that helped hold the infection rate and spread. That constant bang, the monstrous grunts gave me motivation, I would not let them take my sanity.

October. 2, 1998

I kept thinking of Stan, when he finished inside that infected girl, the moan, the contortion, none of those monsters did that ever since, at least from what I know and saw being down here, was she doing something she wasn't supposed to do? Was she in pain? I didn't know, does human sperm hurt the infected ones? At first I thought they needed it to vomit that white liquid which turns people into creatures in matter of seconds, but maybe I was wrong, maybe that liquid is just a mutation and the human sperm can actually damage those things, I had literally nothing to back up that theory, but again, I had nothing at all, even time of life trapped down here.

I could at least test it considering I had that banging on my door, those things were already there, all I needed was a vial of human cum, which of course I had, guess all that masturbation while looking at the monitors paid off, all in the name of science, as poor Stan would say. I had a couple of uncapped vials on the table, all I had to do was to use my personal card to unlock the door, and get at least one monster in there with me, very risky but again, nothing to lose, I could shoot myself if it came to the worst. My custom Samurai Edge... dad's old gift would save me in the end.

Luckily, everything went to plan, I opened the door, there was only two women banging at the door, I shot one in the chest multiple times to keep her away while the other one went in, that's when I took the card out of the device dropping it on the ground and the door slided sideways to lock itself. I remember being cornered by that monster woman thing, she was far from human, even though her eyes looked normal, her skin, flesh all of it was rotten, her teeth and mouth with dark red blood, probably weeks old. The mutation was obvious, it was quite different from the first stages where they looked human and incredibly horny.

Thankfully I was fast enough to spill the vial liquid that I grabbed with my other hand on her face before she overpowered me in the corner, the immediate reaction was again the big moan, although in a much smaller tone this time, I could hear a burning sound on her face, bubbling in her green-ish rotten flesh. That bought me enough time to get out of the corner, get more vials from the table and repeat the process, showering that monster in cum, for the first time in my life, I was not hard as a rock with a scene like that.

October. 3, 1998

I was right, the human sperm has an effect on these things, it's been at least a full day that this monster corpse is laying down here in the table, unfortunately I wasn't able to do much testing but one thing is for sure, this girl skin is coming back to normal after the so called "cum bath", is she going to comeback as her human form? Or did I kill her for good? Hard to say, I won't figure it out until I get out of this....

*squiggles and scribbles, unable to read the rest of it.*