February 23 2087
The experiments are holding up well. They retain their memory's of their past life. However, that doesn't mean they act the same. They keep hugging the window when someone is outside, we plan on testing what that is about tomorrow. Also, I swear we had more samples. They just seem to disappear. We are also taking note of that. We have also been diversifying with the species of Latex. Some on purpose, others on accident. We even had to make a no cone policy. I hope we are getting closer to freedom from this epidemic. It's been so, so long. I barely remember the sun. If it wasn't for the balcony, I would have gotten sun deprived.
February 25 2087
So the whole "hugging windows" thing. When we put a test human in there, it... it fused with him. That's not the worst part. Co workers have been hearing banging in the vents. I think I know where the missing samples went. I'm starting to sleep less. I'm afraid of what happens if I get caught by one of them. I just gotta pray I get out of here alive... or at least... as a human.
March 5 2087
There has been an outbreak. Almost all the staff are either dead or one of them. I know I'm next. There has to be a way to keep my humanity... right?
Later that day
I'm tired... I'm afraid... I'm lonely... I give up. I give in. When I become one, all the pain will flow away, right?
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Puro's Story
Science Fictionthis story is based off of the hit game CHANGED. all rights reserved for the original creators. this is just my AU
