Alter (WIP)

Chapter 3: Storage

The elevator stopped, the doors screeching their way open. The crayon smell had gotten stronger. I ignored it and looked around for anything useful. It looks like I was in a storage area. The elevator must've been a loading elevator. "Shit... well, I'm sure I can find my way up." I walked through.

There were some boxes that were scattered about the facility. They were completely full, I took some time to look in a few. A lot of blow torches, fire starters, and lighter fluid. "God... Hope there isn't a fucking fire breathing one..." I sighed, taking a blowtorch, hoping it might help with killing some of the infected.

I looked around, the lights were on, and the place looked clean, surprisingly. I had noticed a computer in an office, it was fully functional. It would've had the internet, if that was still operational. The keyboard and mouse was covered in grey goo. "Strange..." I moved the keyboard aside. "Luckily I have my watch." I took my watch off my wrist.

The watch I wore wasn't just a normal watch. It had a lot more functionality. It could play holograms, can cause an EMP, and can be plugged into certain objects to use a holographic keyboard.

I plugged it in, the keyboard appearing along with a little trackpad. The monitor displayed 3 things:

REPORT 16. A document file.

TEST LOGS. A group of files.

my drawings :3. Another group of files, with images stored in it.

I was a tad confused about the last one, but I just went for REPORT 16, hoping it would give some data. It read:

2/6/2014
FOOD SUPPLIES: Acceptable
TEST SUPPLIES: Abundant
SUBJECTS:
Alarma Diane, 17, untested
Rio Jiano, 12, tested
Okinawa Argon, 43, untested
Lora Tiaga, 67, tested
Johnathan Montag, 21, tested
Poirata Josta, 6, untested

My arms shook as I read the ages of the test subjects. I felt a little sick. "Kids... are you serious?" I shook, clicking away and going to TEST LOGS, and which had 50 tests. I clicked through 1-23, all corrupted. I went to 24, an audio file. I clicked on it.

"Test log begin." A tired sounding voice said into the mic. "Current date, 1/4/2014. Current subjects, Arista Tarita, 16, and Mirana Tren, 27." Some papers could be heard shuffling around.

"Arista was infected with R-10, and soon was... 'transfurred?' Who named it that? Whatever. She approached Mirana, and was immediately hostile. Mirana was absorbed into Arista. Arista's body went from a height of 4'5, and a white latex skin to a height of 8'10, and a mixed white skin." The voice clears his throat. "Subjects terminated 20 minutes after. End log."

The audio ends.

"The fuck..." I scoffed. "I'll just download the rest of these." Only around 22 of the 50 files were non-corrupted. I downloaded them into my watch, and decided to check the my drawings :3 file next. There were over 500 drawings, all original, and seemingly done digitally. They looked pretty good, and cute. "Huh, the storage guy's kid must've used his computer." I decided not to pay much attention to it, leaving the PC there, and leaving the office after searching it thoroughly.

I looked around until I found an elevator, unrusted and very clean. I pushed the "up" button which was spotless and waited for the elevator to arrive. When it did I walked in. This time it had more than just up and down buttons, all of which worked, though some were covered in the goo. I used the torch I grabbed, from a far enough range, to burn the goo off. The stuff was mainly on S9 and S2. I decided to press S2, just to see what was there. It took a while, and I looked at my bruise, which had healed a tiny bit.

The elevator stopped, I sighed, and got ready to go further.