Subject E-19:
Today is a day filled with both wondrous discovery and extreme sorrow. We've made major breakthroughs in our research but in doing so some of the members of our team went behind my back and managed to kill one of our infected people that we keep quarantined. A few days ago we were studying the effects of adding this additional type of blood cell from the larger specimen into other species, what we found was remarkable. We discovered that we could use the gene splicing traits of the parasite to modify a single of these additional cells to fit another species. We’d then introduce this newly modified cell into its host before then trying to infect said host with the parasite. What we found was that a host body with enough of these cells could effectively fight off any parasitic growth. I then formed my hypothesis of using these cells to modify our own bodies to protect us against the parasite, effectively giving our soldiers, and any colonies too of course, a shield against it should the enemy deploy such a weapon again. Unfortunately some of my team drew their own misguided conclusions.
After seeing the results from tests done on a few other species a member of my team somehow got the idea that these cells were a cure all and could be used to eradicate the parasite from our infected patients, one of which was this man’s wife. Driven by undeniably good intentions he was led to take untested and unsafe measures, out of a desire to cure his wife he introduced many of these modified cells into his wife’s infected body. Normally this would have done nothing to an already infected host but he had used enough to displace the amount of parasitic cells already in place, this led to the parasite dying off rather quickly and as we discovered in the early days of our research led to, rather predictably, the death of the patient. Stricken by grief the man attempted to kill himself but was unaware that the parasitic remains of his now dead wife could still infect others and as the life was fading out of his body a parasite was worming its way in. He now exists in a parasitic suspension, neither alive nor dead. I’ve often wondered if the infected retained any memory at all under that mass of parasitic goo but perhaps I no longer wish for that, if we manage to find a way to cure these people and he has to come back knowing what he’s done I fear he will be broken beyond repair.
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The rest of the team is understandably demoralized by these events and productive research has slowed to a snail's pace but as the leader of this team it is my duty to lift everyone's spirits, hopefully I’m up to the task.