Hope has about run its course here. We’re all beyond exhausted; the only thing that keeps us moving at this point is sheer force of will. The zombies won’t stop coming, and no matter what we do, nothing ever seems to make a difference – until now.
A few months ago, we got in touch with some sort of government facility. They had been completely cut off from the rest of the government and couldn’t figure out why they had lost contact. I hated to tell them what had happened, but they took it well. It was almost like they were prepared for this sort of thing. They acted like it was business as usual, but they kept asking us for things, telling us that they were working on a cure. I guess someone else would have walked away after a while, but I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t give up on the chance that they might actually have something that we needed.
I must have been wrong. We had just brought a big delivery in when they suddenly stopped contact. I couldn’t shake the gut feeling that something was horribly wrong. We tried to get in, but we couldn’t make it through. The team that we sent in lost contact after an hour, so we have no idea what’s going on in there. That’s why I’m writing to you. If anyone would be able to do it, it’s gonna be you. You’re our only hope here. Imagine a cure; imagine a new world. A world where you don’t have to keep watch every night, where you can return to your home and your job, where you can celebrate birthday parties and not have to worry where your next meal is coming from.
Sure, you’ve got a bit of experience, but how much is that really going to count when you find yourself knee deep in government security with a horde of zombies beating on the walls and doors. If it doesn’t feel like the odds are already stacked against you enough, there’s the problem with the building. They don’t want people in here. That’s one of the things about a government facility, but there’s no one with legitimate access to do the job. Contact was lost a month ago and someone’s got to get into that building and get the cure for the disease that’s ravaging the world.
Get through all of the security, including hand geometry scanners, RFID card readers, and PIN protected doors to get to the lab. Once you get inside, you’ll need to find out what happened and finish the research; that means you’ve got to do DNA testing and analysis of blood samples. They didn’t let anyone know where they left off or what happened in the facility, so it would be nice if you could let us know what happened to them. Once you get all that done, you have to upload the information through the one remaining satellite connection that has managed to survive. Get the information to your friends outside so that you can save the world.
Remember, you have sixty minutes before the entire complex will fill with poisonous gas, so it’s important that you get it done as soon as possible. On another note, please make sure not to start digging in the bodies. They could carry disease, and if you need something, it should be detached. After all, there have been teams that have failed before you…
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