observed the incredible changes in the molecular structure and smiled.
And then it happened, about three hours ago three of the Nemesis prototypes had broken out of the chambers in which they had been programmed. He had been negligent, had the unbelievable strength and yes also the intelligence that underestimated the being, they had worked together, that was something that Marcus had never been able to observe with the beings that had been created here, he was really proud of his creation .
For two of them, the programming had already been completed, which meant that the S.T.A.R.S. would be destroyed, the Nemesis units would chase them all over the country if necessary and destroy everything in their way, but the third was a mystery, when they broke out the process of this one unit was interrupted, so Marcus didn't know if either the third on the STARS was calibrated or not.But in principle that didn't matter, thanks to that idiot Birkin it was over with this city anyway, whether a monster roamed more or less uncontrolled through the city was completely irrelevant.
In less than two hours this laboratory would be teeming with the infected, no matter how well hidden under Racoon High School.
He had always considered it ironic that he, who had to go to high school because of his age, was working on secret bio-weapons a few miles below a school, but the school had probably been destroyed by now and the students wandered its corridors as the living dead .
"Not that they were much different before, the level of the school is ridiculous," he thought aloud again and had to laugh at his own thoughts.
Well, it was time to leave, he really didn't want to end up like that, unfortunately all the other scientists had already disappeared with the escape vehicles when they heard about the "accident" in the laboratory under the police station, so he stayed probably nothing else but to steal a car and get out of town with it, then he would charter a plane and fly to headquarters in Europe.The bosses would assign him a new laboratory and that would be the end of it. It's just a shame that he no longer has any data on the
Nemesis virus, as he called his creation, all killed when the prototypes broke out.
The boy sighed, half a year of research in vain, but whatever, in contrast to the rotting things that roamed the city, he still had his life ahead of him, he would start over and create an even better nemesis. The anticipation made him smile again.
"Time to go," he almost whistled to himself and grabbed the pistol that he had taken from the arsenal as a precaution.
Marcus got up from the plastic chair and walked towards the automatic door, but then something occurred to him, he went back to his table and put one of the test tubes in the large pocket, it contained the serum for the T-virus that he had been given one of the doctors at the hospital had sent.
"Just in case."
Then he disappeared from the laboratory.