Helena bunched herself up a little as Mathias pulled out a gun, not that she could blame him. She'd been just as careful up until the day she'd been infected, and even somewhat afterward to protect others from herself.<br/><br/>She nodded in response to Akil's statement. "I've been sending messages on the radio as much as possi--nnnnngggghhhh!"<br/><br/>A loud growl sounded from her stomach, in the process of making quick work of the ravioli. She looked up and attempted to speak again, but stopped short and shook her head. Instead, she reached into the pocket of her coat, pulling out her voice recorder. She turned up the volume, held it up as high as she could, and hit the playback button...<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"September 7th. 26th day of the viral outbreak, and....the first day of my own infection. So far I don't feel any different from normal, just slightly hungrier, but I've seen enough cases already to know how quickly that might change. I will continue my work on the cure as long as I am able, but I'm on the clock in a whole new way now. I will do my best to record any research updates, as well as updates on my own condition. Should I fail, I hope that somebody finds this and the lab, and if I'm lucky they can finish where I might not, and bring an end to this nightmare."</span><br/><br/>"...I'm a doctorate student at the Hadesworth Institute. Part of my research was with assisting Dr. Pruttin, so....." she trailed off with a guilty sigh, knowing that Mathias and Akil would put the pieces together.