"Tape one. Things are going well. Our most recent collection is a bug-like creature that one of our maintainers named "Herbert". The name stuck, so Project Test Three has its nickname. Other than that, I will be recording these personal tapes in case of any... mishaps. Some of the tests run on Herbert seem to apply mild brain damage, causing memory loss, hallucinations, and a few other symptoms. I've heard a loud crashing noise; it came from the Laboratory. I'll check it out now. Log one dismissed. March 16, 1978."
"Personal log two, Dr. Kepler here. The Lab has been ruined! Something found us; nobody else is here. Where did they go? I did not see anyone or anything... I have to check something. I'll hopefully return with another tape. Log two dismissed. March 16, 1978"
"The fiend is in captivity and cellvage. He's a highly aggressive monster and has to be tranquilized unlike the other entities. He has four arms, an obscure, alien-like face akin to classical horror movies, and is about ten feet tall. We located him deep in a nearby chasm, feasting on what seemed to be animals, which we weren't able to identify. The fiend walks on four legs from time-to-time, has a hard, beetle-like shell, and white bone-like protrusions on his chest, which is assumed to be his rib cage. The entity is determined to be four hundred-fifty pounds."
"I think it's safe now, the fiend got out. Everyone is gone, I don't know what to do! They must be dead! I only barely escaped him, it won't hold long, but it should be long enough to get to the Storage Room. The master key's there. The main door is locked, it's the only way out. I hope I last long enough, I don't have enough time and I have to get out of this hellhole."
"If anyone ever manages to find this... this is Dr. Naoma. I was attacked by some sort of zombie... I-I think it was an old experiment from before I started working here. I-it was alive! Attacking me... it burned the skin off my leg with... what looked like green acid. It started sucking on the wound and I... I can't get it off. It's slowly paralyzing me! It's like a leech but... really big and worse. It's put me in some sort of extreme pain... I-I was hiding in the outskirts of Naoma tunnel. I do not know if I'll make it out. If this tape is found... I heard you. PLEASE... turn to Dr. Kepler. This could be a gold mine for research..."