The tale of which i am to share with you is a rather depressing and sad one. For what began as a nice summer holiday on the island turned out to be one of our greatest nightmares. It began in the early days. After taking time off from the University, i took my wife Julia, and our young daughter, Madeline, who was not a day older than three years old. We traveled to a beautiful island, devoid of much human inhabitants.... or so we thought..... We had unpacked into what would be our new home for a weeks. What attracted me, was not the beautiful waters, nor the sweet tune of the birds. No, it was the previous owners' library. I, myself am a man of the sciences, from day one of my life i had been interested in insects, plants, and other organisms. The books were particular interesting, detailing some type of virus that mutates an organism. I myself would like to see this sometime. My days were spent walking the beaches with my small family... but every chance i got, i would sneak back to the library to read up on this virus.
I have learned that experiments were being conducted on this island. That animals.... and even people were being subjected to this virus......
Then came that aweful day.... Those men.... came by helicopter. After they had came out, they burst into the library, one of the men hit me in the legs, knocking me to the ground. They dragged me outside, and they tied my hands behind my back and they blindfolded me. Then another hit me hard in my stomach causing me to keel over. When i came to, they removed the blindfold. I saw my wife and child bound, gagged, and blindfolded as well. Then one of the men told me, i was going to work for them now... performing experiments.... They would bring me poor unfortuante souls, and i was to inject that very virus into innocent people, and then record the results. This went on for weeks, i hadnt seen my wife and child in such a long time... Until..... One of the guards had told me that they were sending in a zombie to perform a living autopsy... that shouldnt have been a problem... until i realized that zombie was my wife. I cried, i wept, i yelled. The guards would only laugh at me and utter vile obscenities at me. I knew it wouldnt be long until they used my daughter... no subjected her, into that hell. Iknew at once what i had to do. I was able to sneak away a scapel from the med lab (the guards had gone away from the island for another holiday... or had been drinking that they did not frisk me on my way out. I came to my daughter's room and... oh god, i watched her sleep before plunging my scapel deep into her heart. Think of me as a monster all you want, but to me, i was releasing her from this hell she wouldve been subjected to.
I know they're after me. I can hear the guards pounding on the walls. Somehow i was able to acquire a .38 caliber pistol.... but its not for stopping the guards. Before i die, i want someone to know what attrocities were commited at this "death island".... Those men lead by this Fc marmite
