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New York City 02:08am October, 1999 Impact. For a long while, it was all he had. The slam into his body, highly sped enough to make bones crunch and crack like twigs in a blender. Lying there on the ground, a mess, flung a good ten feet from the initial point of contact. He couldn't recall the events that happened prior to the crash. He didn't remember stumbling into the road from the darkened alleyway, hat pulled right over his head to give the impression he needed it to protect him from the raining downpour that fell from the heavens above. He couldn't even begin think of the real reason he'd been running though the night with obscure

Paranoia slowly leads to madness. Anger. Fear. Anxiety. The inability to care about anyone's wellbeing but your own. Losing sleep. Missing meals. Complete isolation. It was only a matter of time before Birkin finally lost it. 9 weeks he'd been slaving endlessly to complete this piece of research, staying in the lab late, night after night until he felt he would drop dead from exhaustion, but finally… /finally/, it was completed. A virus capable of making a monster out of an organism, even more powerful than the T-virus. 100µl of the suspension - when injected into the blood stream of a rat - could mutate the creature beyond r