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Morrison considers this a side effect we can fix."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 8\\n §0§oLost our first mouse today. No, didn\‵t die - vanished. Simply dissolved in its cage, leaving only green slime. Analysis shows mutated cells. The virus... it changed. Morrison forbid recording this in official reports."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 12§0\\n §oNightmare. Lab assistant Johnson accidentally got infected during an experiment. Three days passed, and he... he\‵s no longer human. Skin turning green, eyes clouding, but he won\‵t die. "}‵,‵{"text":"§o God, what have we created? Morrison isolated him in the underground block."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 15 §0\\n §oThe virus mutates faster than we thought. Johnson no longer speaks, only moans and tries to bite anyone who approaches. But his wounds heal instantly.\\nThis isn\‵t immortality - it\‵s a curse. I suggested stopping the project ,but Morrison said it\‵s too."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 18§0\\n §oBreakthrough in understanding the mechanism! S-2047 doesn\‵t just stop aging - it rewrites DNA, making the organism dependent on constant mutation. Without new cells to consume, the infected begin to decay alive but cannot die. Horror..."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 22§0\\n§o Today I got infected. Stupid accident during sample analysis. I feel the virus spreading through my body. Pulse slowing, but consciousness remains clear. Morrison promised to find a way to stop the mutation. I no longer believe him."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 25§0\\n §oFirst physical changes. Skin paling, but I feel no pain. Appetite gone, but thirst... strange thirst for something alive. I fear I understand what I\‵m becoming. Recording everything while I can still think clearly."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 30§0\\n §oMorrison is dead. Don\‵t know how, memory is foggy. I only remember blood and his screams. Other staff disappeared or... joined me. Laboratory in chaos. Security system activated isolation protocol, but too late."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 35§0\\n §oThe virus broke out. I see from lab windows - cities burning. People running, but nowhere to go. S-2047 spreads through air, water, touch. We doomed the world. I doomed the world. Consciousness still holding, but not for long."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 40 \\n §0§oWorld is dead, but lives. A paradox I created. Infected roam everywhere, but they\‵re not dead - they\‵re immortal cripples. I still retain my mind, unlike others. Perhaps because I was infected by one of the first strains."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 45§0\\n §oTime lost meaning. Days blur into one endless nightmare. I tried to find a way to stop the virus, create a cure, but S-2047 adapts to any treatment. It learns, evolves, becomes stronger."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 50§0\\n §oDiscovered a survivor base in the old military complex. They think I\‵m their savior - I look almost human, but inside... inside I\‵m a monster. Didn\‵t tell them the truth about who I am. They\‵re preparing to attack the \\"infected.\\" God, if only they knew..."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 52§0\\n §oSurvivors plan to cleanse the city of \\"zombies.\\" They have weapons, plans, hope. I help them, but feel hunger growing inside. At nights I walk the base fighting the urge to... eat them. How much longer can I pretend?"}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 53§0\\n §oThe inevitable happened. Lost control at night. Guard Williams noticed my glowing eyes. Raised alarm. Now they\‵re shooting at me, but bullets only slow me down. I see terror in their eyes - the same terror I felt looking at Johnson."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 54§0\\n §oTried to explain the truth to them, but it was too late. They see only a threat in me. And they\‵re right. I couldn\‵t save them... I became their nightmare. Base commander Davis screamed: \\"You\‵re one of THEM!\\" Yes, I\‵m one of them."}‵,‵{"text":"§o I\‵m their creator and their victim simultaneously."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 55§0\\n §oBase has fallen. Not from external enemies - from me. I tried to leave, but hunger... this damned hunger is stronger than will. Now corridors are full of silence and bodies. Some of the survivors became what they feared. The cycle continues."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 56§0\\n §oI am not a savior. I am - a plague that walks among people. Every attempt to help turns to tragedy. Now I truly understand - I must remain alone. Forever. Away from everyone who might still be alive."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 60§0\\n §oBuilt shelter in old bunker. Collecting knowledge, technologies. Maybe someday I\‵ll find a way to... no. A lie I comfort myself with. S-2047 is perfect in its horror. It was created to live forever, and I along with it§0."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 65§0\\n §oMemory beginning to fail. Recording the same things. Sometimes forget who I am. But guilt remains. Always remains. I am Dr. Marcus Henderson, creator of the end of the world. And I will remember this forever."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry 70§0\\n §oIf someone finds this diary... Run. Don\‵t try to find a cure. Don\‵t try to save me. I am not a victim. I am the cause. And now I\‵m part of the virus, as it is part of me. We will exist as long as life exists in the Universe."}‵,‵{"text":"§lEntry ???§0\\n§o Woke up in abandoned bunker. This diary lies nearby - my handwriting, but I don\‵t remember writing it. I read and am horrified. Is this all true? Memory is foggy, but guilt devours from within."}‵,‵{"text":""}‵,‵{"text":""}‵,‵{"text":"§kgfdsagfgsdfhgsdfhdahgksajgjhsdoujghsajdgh;alsjdghl;asjdhg;jsadhjg;ljsadhg;jsndg;lkjhnsd;gjnas;djgnja;slgjn;sj           "}‵],resolved:1b,title:"???"}}',
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