|For the Gunner's note found at a random location, see Gunner's note.|
Got to focus. Writing might help.
Some kind of gas in the lab. We broke in, it got out. Hit the vents, went everywhere. Everyone just snapped. Locke and Harrald drew on me. Shot them dead. I think. Hurts to think.
Sealed the door again. Can't let any more get out. Wait long enough, maybe I can adjust. Have to tough it out. Have to.
Hurts so much. Can hear them. Voices. They're coming. They're coming.
Stop it stop it stop it stop it stop