Sent: 24/1, 14:00
From: Frank
To: Mike
Subject: (no subject)
I feel sick. I feel dizzy. It’s too much to type right now.
Sorry I had to take a break, I felt very faint all of a sudden. Just for reference it’s now been 20 days since the sample went missing and we were left behind in the lab. I feel like if I get to a month, I should celebrate in some way. Fortunately, there’s still lots of time to brainstorm ideas. I’ll go ask the others for their opinion.
Sent: 24/1, 19:33
From: Frank
To: Mike
Subject: (no subject)
Just wanted to check with you if you knew where the others are going? I went back about ten minutes ago and they aren’t all together. Relatively, I mean. I know they’ve been a stack of gelatine for a while now. But if I didn’t know any better, I’d say that Jenny was moving away. Her torso (I think it’s hers) has slunk from the residue spinal cord and is now about half a metre from the rest of the pack. Obviously, there’s still a trail of slime connecting her to the rest of them, but it seems almost deliberate. That can’t be right though, can it? I suppose if you’ve been walking around the facility for the last week or so, then it’s possible she’s trying to do the same. Although what this means for my food supply is deeply worrying. I’ll have to observe the carcasses for a while, see if anything more happens.
Sent: 24/1, 23:55
From: Frank
To: Mike
Subject: Update
I’ve been watching the bodies for almost six hours now. I'm starting to give me another headache. Jenny’s torso hasn’t moved. I’m going to sleep.
Sent: 25/1, 09:45
From: Frank
To: Mike
Subject: Fwd: Update
The torso moved! It moved! It’s almost out into the corridor now! This is incredible! The trail behind it shows how it crawled into the wall and then along until the exit. It’s like a blind slug finding its way out of a pot of beer! It’s left parts of itself behind it, slowly shedding lumps of skin and sinew. This is absolutely wonderful. I have to document this in more detail.
Sent: 25/1, 14:32
From: Frank
To: Mike
Subject: Fwd: Fwd: Update
How and why it is moving I do not know. What I now know is that, when sampling some of the torso for lunch, I encountered much more resistance from the slime than usual. In every case up until now, taking parts of the bodies has been as easy as slicing through whipped cream, but in this instance, it has proven far more like rubber. Malleable still, of course. Slimy, most definitely. But far more resistance to a finger.
What’s more, it’s not just Jenny that’s changing. Whilst Tony is unrecognisable now (he is completely subsumed by the bodies of the others and exists only as an ever-shrinking pelvis among a mound of shiny flesh), I can see isolated features of each person moving away from where they’ve been lying. I can’t possibly identify them at this point, but there’s a shoulder (disembodied), and a foot (toes missing) that are now firmly isolated from the rest of the mound. They aren’t following the same pattern as Jenny’s torso though. It appears that they’ve been… I don’t know how to describe it. Searching? Scanning? Or maybe they just slipped off the stack and I’m overthinking it. I can understand how a torso could move by itself, but these elements are so small that I can’t possibly believe they’d be able to propel themselves anywhere.
More observation is required. For now, I’m going to enjoy some lunch.
Sent: 26/1, 13:00
From: Frank
To: Mike
Subject: Reconstitution/ What this Means
There’s a process happening, with the bodies. I have no idea how or why it’s happening, but it is. They’re reconstituting themselves. Rather, different aspects of the bodies are joining together once they are away from the corpse pile. I know they are. They do it when I’m not looking, when I’m asleep, but I swear to god it’s true. Jenny’s torso, do you remember how it was almost out into the corridor? I said bits of it were shedding off. Well, I didn’t realise how right I was because now the toros is almost entirely sinew and flesh. There’s no skin left on it. Jenny’s torso just looks like an unclean butcher’s yard. The deterioration of the torso is at such a state that I can now see the imprint of where the pelvis used to be in the flesh that’s left behind. It’s like Operation, but the plastic piece has already been taken out. One of her eyes is currently caught in the trail from the corpse pile. The other one is resting on the remains of the jawline.
Bu that’s not the creepiest part. The shoulder and foot I mentioned before have picked up(?) the trail left by her and are now on the same track as she was. They’re joining together. It’s a shoulder-foot. They aren’t even attached at the joint, they’re just… together, and now on the slime trail of Jenny’s torso. It must have been on purpose because now Jenny’s nearly at my door. She’s currently propped up against the wall outside. If I listen carefully, I can tell when a big bit of slime drips onto the floor. I don’t know why they’re coming this way, IF they’re coming this way. They might be on their way to somewhere else.
It makes me wonder if that thing in down by the pipes is just a progression of this metamorphosis. To dissolve a body only to reconstitute it seems ridiculous. There can be no way this is what is actually happening. Could the virus we created really have the capacity for this? Was it even the virus at all? Mike, help me out I don’t know what to do in this situation. Is that why your arm was on the floor instead of in the wall?
Shit.
Sent: 26/1, 16:09
From: Frank
To: Mike
Subject: (no subject)
OK. OK. OK.
For the first time in a month, I have something to do and it terrifies me. How do I stop the flesh from getting into my office? Do I eat it? I can’t eat all of that at once, I’ll feel sick. But I can’t stop it from coming back. Why does it want to come here so badly? There’s a whole lab to choose from and annexes and toilets and why does it want to come HERE. I DON’T HAVE ANYTHING JENNY. Are you still upset about me killing you is that it? Are you so upset that you’re coming for me now? When your fucking eyes aren’t even on you anymore? A blind legless torso is meant to threaten me is that it? Did the others send you? Did you all conspire against me in your huddle and sent out bits of you one by one? Did you think I wouldn’t notice my food disappearing? I’ve had enough of this. I’m putting you all back in your room and locking the door. You’re being weird and if you can’t respect my privacy then I have to keep you in a cage. It’s for your own good. Ill consume you before you consume me don’t think I won’t. I’ll eat all of you. I’ll eat all of you.
This is giving me another headache. I think I’m going to be sick. I wish there was water.