Just a reminder for anyone looking for somewhere to bring their injured, or come themselves, the clinic at 70 Irving Place is always open. We don't have the facilities for any major surgery, but if you're in need, something can be arranged, I'm sure.

Has anyone seen Jill? She was supposed to come by the other day and never showed. And with all the... new developments, I'm a little worried.

[There is a moment of black before the video feed clicks in, showing Rebecca sitting in room, obviously having hastily cleaned and applied a few band-aids to the cuts on her face, she's still rumpled and dirty from her recent encounter. Her right arm is in a sling, hence why she's making a video post, it's too hard to type as quickly as she needs to get this out. She looks very clearly stressed, but she takes a deep breath before beginning to talk.]

If anyone didn't hear Daniel's radio call, if you are in the area around Greenwich Village, or in the village itself, you want to get out right now, while you can. There's an unconcious monster on sixth street, and you don't want to be nearby when it wakes up.

[She closes her eyes for a moment, gathering herself up and taking another deep breath]

If anyone has been bitten by one of the smaller parasite crabs that scavenge the city, you're experiencing a wound that won't heal, increased fatigue, weight loss, and no doubt feeling sick. It is extremely important that you find someone who is capable of healing these bites now. There is no scientific cure, so you have to put your faith in magic, for now. If you don't get yourself healed as soon as possible, you are not just putting yourself and your health at risk, but the entire health of the city.

Stage five isn't death. It's transformation.

[With that, she reaches forward and clicks the video off, thinking that speaks enough for itself.]

I don't typically post these to character journals, but I'll give it a go this time around.


The How's My Driving? Meme

I'm not sure if anyone was injured during the blackout or not, but if anyone is in need of medical assistance, the clinic at 70 Irving Place continues to always be open.

[[ Locked to Tifa// Difficult to hack ]]

...Can I as you a question?

I want to thank everyone who's been helping out at the emergency infirmary we set up after last week's incident. It's really been a big help to have you around. Additionally, I'm keeping the infirmary open, from here out. The first floor of 70 Irving Place will always be a place where you can come if you're sick or injured to find help.

That being said, I'm curious if anyone out there would be interested in taking First Aid classes. I know we've got our healers, and there are some of you who do know basic first aid, but anyone who doesn't know, and would like to learn, or needs a refresher? If there's enough interest, I'd like to maybe set up a class.

Oh, and one last thing. If I could maybe have a healer stop by, I've got a patient who's interested in some magical assistance in speeding up his recovery. And hopefully he won't go and change his mind

Billy's hurt, 30th and Fifth, I'm going now.

Chris, Jill, Tifa, Leon, anyone if I don't see you on the way out. I don't know what condition he's in but I might need help.

Oh God.

If anyone finds someone injured and needs a place we're setting up the apartment building next door to Seventh Heaven, 70 Irving Place. We're about three blocks south of

Billy, Tifa, anyone, if you guys are okay and can get to a computer please please check in. I've got the radio nearby but

If anyone needs help getting injured to a safe location let me know, either via radio or over the computer.

Hi, so. for those of you who don't know me, my name is Rebecca Chambers. Former Raccoon City Police S.T.A.R.S. Bravo unit rear security. I'm a medic. I don't have any special powers like the healers around here do, but I've been stockpiling supplies from hospitals that haven't been cleaned out for a while.

So, if for whatever reason you don't feel like your injuries are serious enough for a healer, or you don't trust magic, I can usually be found around Seventh Heaven. I try to respond when people need help when I can, but I don't always see things in time. The only thing I'm not equipped for is dealing with the crab bite wounds. I was trying to develop a cure, and while we're still hopeful for it, that might still take some time, so in that case you are better off going to a healer.

Additionally, if you've got anything not strictly injury related, I can do what I can to help. I'm not really sure how many other people there are in the city who have regular medical training, but if there is anyone else, speak up, because you never know when that could come in handy.

I didn't think I could start thinking of this place as anything but an unlucky bump along the already rocky road that is my life, but...

Even if I don't know why we're here, or when we'll get to leave, if we do at all, I've met some wonderful people, found friends I'd thought were lost for good, and...

Well, this is a Christmas I'll remember.

It's a little alarming to think there's someone out there somehow able to bring in food that no one else has seen or heard about, but I can't really complain all that much.

...All the mistletoe around though. I know I was threatening to put some up, but this wasn't me, Chris.

[ Private :: Offline/incorrectly locked ]

It'll be three weeks tomorrow since I was bitten, and I've yet to make any actual progress. I know the basics. The bite is a virus, it doesn't react to antibiotics, Neuraminidase inhibitors don't do a thing, and as far as I can tell it's just getting more and more aggressive.

I don't have many options left. It's getting worse. Hard to focus. Shortness of breath, coughing, fever, all symptoms. I'm eating very little, unhealthily underweight again. I've always had problems gaining weight, so everything I've managed to put on in the last year is gone.

With the food shortages, that's likely not going to change, even if I felt like eating.

I'll keep working for another week. I have a few different drugs I haven't tried yet.. they might be a little risky if they don't work, but I need to try something more aggressive if the other methods aren't working.

Not like it can get much worse.

[ PRIVATE :: UNHACKABLE/OFFLINE ]

This is my sixth day with the bite on my leg. I've been taking daily samples of my blood, both from the wound and other locations far from the infection point. The disease has spread throughout my system, It looks like it's bonding to my red blood cells. White blood cells have increased, but they're being attacked and bonded to as well. I'm not sure how to describe it. It's not alive, some kind of... molecular compound. My microscope isn't really powerful enough to get a much closer look at it than what I have right now, although with further mutation I might be able to get a better grasp on it. I'll have to try to see if I can get some samples to the laboratory at NYU. It's probably not the best idea to go out now, but I haven't got much other choice.

I don't know how to proceed from here, in terms of treatment. It's not alive, so antibiotics would be no good, and it's settling itself into my system so... I don't know, there are a few things I could try by attempting to isolate it and strip it from my cells but I don't know if it'll work or not. Guess I don't have much to lose, though. I don't really have the stuff here, so another reason to go to NYU.

On the bright side, there's an obvious lack of chemical similarity to the T-Virus, so I can at least finally cross Umbrella involvement off of my list. It's stupid but I was still holding out for this to crop up as one of their testing sites.

I'm not really getting off scot-free being infected. I've had a headache since Thursday afternoon, and a fever of 99.4°F. I can feel the effects of the virus, and it's not exactly pleasant, but I was expecting this.

As far as the injury itself goes, I'm changing the bandages twice daily because it won't coagulate and I keep bleeding. It's starting to look pretty bad, and I really don't know what to do to treat it beyond what I've been doing. The pain doesn't seem to be getting that much worse, although it's fairly consistent and I'm having trouble sleeping because of it. I've considered using a local anesthetic to numb it down, to see if that helps at all, but I'm not sure about that because if I can't feel it, I could unintentionally make it worse.

I guess the pain is just a constant reminder that I'm doing something very stupid.

[[ooc: offline means rebecca is storing these entries separate from the journal, in a locked file on her computer]]

She's still here. I'd thought... I'd thought it was over. Granted I didn't exactly think the poisioning would work in the first place because her biology is so obviously alien but.. Things don't just come back to life after being dead for well over a day Granted some of the earlier strains of the T series

And it's Friday? I guess Thanksgiving doesn't matter so much, now but...

I thought we'd finally get to go home.

I'm going to be going around to the hospitals still standing looking for supplies. I'm not sure which hospitals have been cleaned out yet, so if anyone knows I'd appreciate it if you gave me a list, so I'm not making any unnecessary trips. I figure it's probably better I do this sooner rather than later, since it is getting pretty cold.

I know there are centers around that are stocked with medical supplies, but I'd rather work with exactly what I need, without taking anything they might need.

I've been here for just about a week now, but I'm still trying to sort through everything. I keep thinking about my mom, mostly. She worries all the time, and if I don't check in once a week she starts calling everyone I know.

She might already know I've gone missing, though. I just wish I could let her know I'm okay.

I'm settling in all right, I guess. It helps knowing someone. I feel like I could probably be more useful, though. I was a medic, back home. I used to be in the special tactics and rescue division of a police force, and I like to think I'm pretty good at what I do. Hopefully I can get my kit restocked and start getting around to helping anyone who needs it.

Out of all the weird things that have happened to me in the last few years, I really didn't see this coming. Zombies and viruses that mutate the flesh I can comprehend, but waking up in New York City when I was in New Mexico? I guess weird things can still surprise me.

I'm here now, though, and apparently I can't leave, so I'll have to try and make the best of my situation. I guess the city being a wreck and there being monsters crawling around in dark places isn't so different from the past. I don't really see how anything could be worse than some of the creatures Umbrella created, though.

...I hope no one else I know ended up here.