files biohazard 3
>> In-game files as presented in the Official North American Release of biohazard 3 <<
ART PICTURE POSTCARD
A picture postcard of antique clocks.
The following verse is printed on it:
“Give your soul to the goddess, Put your hands together to pray before her.”
BUSINESS FAX
“Order Sheet”
The liquid medicine named VT-J98 is suitable to cultivate the
NE-T type virus.
Therefore, we will need to order additional quantities of it.
U.E. Sixth Laboratory
CITY GUIDE
The Tracks of Our City
Dear citizens,
Thanks to kind and generous people of Umbrella Inc., this
is a peaceful and friendly city.
The vast donations from Umbrella Inc., have been used for welfare
work, the construction of public utilities, and to help maintain public peace.
In 1992, it was my fifth year as mayor of our beautiful city.
It was then that through many donations and hard work, our city
was able to rebuild the municipal building and create a state of the art hospital.
In honor of these fine accomplishments, I was awarded with a grand statue
that same year.
The statue rests in the municipal building.
I came to this city as an engineer more than 35 years ago.
I made contributions to the electric systems, and to the
installation of the cable car.
I pledge to follow the tradition of this fine city and will
devote my life to its prosperity.
The mayor of the city,
Michael Warren
CLASSIFIED PHOTO FILE
In my opinion, I feel that it’s too early to use this,
“Paracelsus’ Sword” in actual fighting.
However, in order to acquire the G-virus that
Umbrella has developed, it will be a great help to us.
The power of the “Rail Cannon” is satisfactory, but please note
that it is still having a few remaining problems.
Technology Division
Colonel Franklin Hart
CLOCK TOWER POSTCARD
A picture postcard of a clock tower.
The following explanation is printed on the backside:
“A landmark spot: Saint Michael Clock Tower.”
DARIO’S MEMO
I can’t help but wonder if anyone will read these
words, but writing them will help me maintain my sanity
if nothing else.
After I’ve become a meal for those undead monsters, will
the G.I.s responsible for sealing off the town laugh
upon discovering my corpse?
So is this how it’s supposed to end?
I don’t want to die.
I’m just not ready…
My wife, daughter, mother…
My entire family has been killed.
But none of that matters anymore.
Right now, my life is the only important thing.
That’s all that matters.
I never would have pictured my end to be like this.
I had so much left to do.
Rather than becoming a salesman, I should
have tried my hand at being a novelist.
It’s what I’ve always wanted, but my mother
would only tell me you have a long way to go.
Why did I ever listen to her?
But this looks like the end for the great Dario Rosso,
novelist extraordinaire.
Cut down before his prime…
DAVID’S MEMO
My sanity is at its end…
I still can’t believe this is happening.
We lost another man yesterday.
Meyer; one of our better marksmen.
He saw me panic once we were overrun by
the zombies, but he came back to save me.
But when the time to return the debt, I ran.
I can still hear him calling out my name.
I can still hear the screams coming from behind.
The sound of his flesh being stripped from its bones.
I was afraid… terrified…
It’s the 27th.
The fight to stay alive continues.
I took out several zombies who managed to break through the barricades.
Now I’m cutting through the chill with whisky, unloading my
Mossberg on anything undead.
That shotgun became a close friend of mine.
I’ve blasted many a zombie into fertilizer with it.
We’ve lost 13 men as of yesterday.
In 3 hours, we’ll bicker over trivial things in the meeting room.
It’s a total waste of time.
When I finish this bottle, my old friend Mossberg will be turning one
last body into fertilizer.
Peace at last.
I can hardly wait…
DIRECTOR’S DIARY
September 10th
These patients suffer from gangrene and congestion of their
blood at first.
Then their mind slowly deteriorates.
In the end, there is nothing left of their mind.
When that happens even mercy killing seems pointless.
After all, they are already dead…
This disease is unlike anything I have ever witnessed.
Once the patient’s mind is gone, they become flesh hungry monsters
and act like wild animals who are on some type of bloodlust.
September 18th
Another patient has been admitted to the hospital.
He is showing symptoms of the first stages of the disease at this point, but…
I haven’t been able to sleep at all these past few days.
I refuse to let these patients become “Zombies.”
I am not just an ordinary citizen.
I am a doctor.
Even if I die, my clinical charts will contribute to finding a cure.
September 26th
We lost most of the doctors and staff during the battle against
the “zombie” patients.
It’s impossible to maintain the hospital under these conditions.
And, I know that it’s too late for me.
I am beginning to feel that same itchy and hungry
desire that all of my patients felt.
It’s too late for me…
FAX FROM KENDO GUN SHOP
To the boys at S.T.A.R.S.,
I have some good news for you from my brother Joe.
He has finalized the new handgun for official use.
It’s the M92F S.T.A.R.S. Special, but he calls it the “Samurai Edge.”
It’s the most balanced of the Kendo custom guns.
Joe said, if you miss the targets with this, you should carry a teething ring
instead of a gun in your holster.
The goods will be delivered along with their proper documentation.
I’m sure you’ll be surprised when you see what kind of excellent parts are used
for the M92F.
I know that you’ll want to thank the good people who developed it.
Sincerely,
Robert Kendo
Kendo Gun Shop
FAX FROM HQ
Attention. The Raccoon City project has been abandoned.
Our political maneuvering in the senate to delay their plans are now futile.
All supervisors should evacuate immediately.
The US army is going to execute their plan tomorrow morning.
The city will be obliterated at daybreak for sure.
INCINERATOR MANUAL
The incinerator plant is one of the facilities that burns
the disposable items which are sent from the laboratory.
The incinerator burns the waste materials that cannot be
decomposed at the treatment room.
It also supplies electricity to the facility by a thermal power electricity generator.
Part of the electricity is stored in the big battery installed in the
facility’s underground area.
The electricity is used as an auxiliary power source.
The auxiliary power circuit will be activated once the three
“auxiliary circuit units” are properly placed in their sockets.
In case the circuits are not connected automatically,
a person can connect them manually to activate the system.
JILL’S DIARY
August 7th
Two weeks have passed since that day.
My wounds have been healed, but I just can’t forget it.
For most people, it’s history now.
But for me, whenever I close my eyes, it all comes back clearly.
Zombies eating people’s flesh and the screams of my teammates dying.
No, the wounds in my heart are not healed yet…
August 13th
Chris has been causing a lot of trouble recently.
What’s with him?
He seldom talks to the other police members and is constantly irritated.
The other day, he punched Elran of the Boy’s Crime department just for
accidentally splashing Chris’s face with coffee.
I immediately stopped Chris, but when he saw me by just gave me a wink and
walked away.
I wonder what happened to him…
August 15th
Midnight.
Chris, who has been on a leave of absence for a “vacation,”
called me so I visited his apartment.
As soon as I walked into his room, he showed me a couple of
pieces of paper.
They were part of a virus research report entitled as simply as “G”.
Then Chris told me that “The nightmare still continues.”
He went on to say that, “It’s not over yet.”
Ever since that day, he has been fighting all by himself without
rest, without even telling me.
August 24th
Chris left the town today to go to Europe.
Barry told me that he would send his family to Canada
and then he would follow Chris.
I decided to remain in Raccoon City for a while because I know
that the research facility in this city will be very important
to this entire case.
In a month or so, I’ll be joining with then somewhere in Europe.
That’s when my real battle begins…
MANAGER’S DIARY
April 25th
Today is my 30th birthday.
I was transferred to this facility today.
I am very happy because the work environment is very
different from life in the university.
May 14th
The disposal system has been completed.
Using a special kind of gas, it can decompose the
cells of the guinea pigs.
We have to try this out before beginning practical usage of
the system, since it is not 100% stable yet.
May 20th
While I was checking the
treatment room, the door shut,
and I was locked inside. I
couldn’t get out for one hour.
I guess even if you have the key
card, it’s useless when you are
locked inside.
June 7th
The guinea pigs we have to dispose of are increasing.
The system is not working smoothly.
The laboratory staff doesn’t listen to my opinions and I
am getting extremely frustrated.
July 16th
We can’t dispose of all the bodies and the quality of the
liquid medicine is not good enough, either…
July 29th
Though the function of the system decreases, the number
of the bodies we have to dispose doesn’t.
The infection level has increased and the antibodies
we are using is no match for the new mutation of the virus.
Some of the workers have been infected by the disease.
I have continued to work, but I always keep a gun with me.
I must remember to save one bullet for me. I want to weep.
I don’t want to die here.
I swear that I’ll lose my mind if I imagine how painful the death will be…
MANAGER’S REPORT
Before you begin your new position, please allow me to
give you some advice.
Some of the medicines in the storage room are unstable and their
quality will deteriorate under changing temperatures or humidity.
Therefore, you must remember to keep the temperature the same in the
storage room at all times.
You should personally check it everyday.
Although the computer checks it around the clock, a
machine is not perfect.
Try and remember that a machine is no more than a tool
to be used by people.
You must check all personnel coming and going to the storage room.
Many dangerous drugs are stored there, if any of them are
missing you have a serious problem on your hands.
The door to the storage room is always locked, but when you let
personnel into it, you will need to have them hand in their documents.
And above all else, remember that if you find anything suspicious, contact
your boss immediately.
If you forget the password to lock the door, try and remember
that it is a word that everyone is familiar with.
Don’t forget that once a new product is shipped, the password will be
updated again.
You can always enter the password from the terminal of the PC for administration.
MARVIN’S REPORT
Report
September 24th
There are reports of a theft in the municipal building before dawn.
A jewel-decorated clock at the main gate was damaged.
Two of twelve gems that are installed on the face of the
clock are missing.
Due to lack of available officers at this time, I have
no choice but to suspend the research of this case.
Signed,
Marvin Branagh
Report
September 26th
Based upon an autopsy report of a 42 year old restaurant owner,
I have discovered that he has one of the missing gems.
He apparently took shelter in the police department at about
10am, where he was shot to death within 10 minutes of
having developed the symptoms.
Since the city is currently under martial law, we are
forced to suspend this case.
At this time, we’ll keep the gem as evidence.
Signed,
Marvin Branagh
MECHANIC’S MEMO
I know that you’re intimidated by your new job Kevin, so let me
tell you how to make sure that you and your trains get along just fine.
You see, these carriages were made in 1968, and then imported from Europe.
Sometimes they get rickety, but they still work because they are
simple, stubborn, and strong.
We can always depend on them.
If they have a bad day and are malfunctioning, you’ll need to
take a good look at their circuits for any trouble.
Once you discover what’s wrong, you’ll be able to fix it easily.
I’m sure that you’ll be able to avoid those nasty little
malfunctions if you check the parts every day.
These old trains will surely have problems if you don’t remember
to check them out.
Just remember that if you need to replace anything,
you have to choose a suitable part.
When I say suitable, I mean that even if you can’t
find another original part, you’d better find something
that works good enough.
Even with regard to oil, you must always prepare good quality
oil for these trains.
Never forget Kevin that a man may betray others, but a machine won’t.
MEDICAL INSTRUCTION MANUAL
Umbrella Medical Service
North America Division
Douglas Rover
In order to activate the synthesizer to cultivate the
vaccine, please follow the procedure as detailed below:
1. Supply enough energy to the system.
2. Set the medium base to the device.
When the device is ready, you can start mixing the vaccine medium.
To mix the vaccine, you will need to control the five levers.
This will cause the two gauges to increase or decrease.
If you adjust the two gauges so that they stop at the center,
the vaccine medium will then be produced automatically.
MERC’S POCKETBOOK
September 26th
It’s only been there hours since the mission started, but the
team is down to me and Campbell.
The number of the zombies is far greater than we expected.
There is no hope left for this city.
We have already injected the antibody for the virus,
but I’m not sure that it will work.
I don’t know if I will survive…
September 27th
We managed to reach the clock tower.
Out of desperation we robbed some wounded members of
their weapons and used the surviving citizens as decoys.
We were taught to do this in order to survive in the
battlefield, but I never enjoyed it.
However, a girl showed up at the clock tower
before me.
She is one of the survivors.
She looks just like my sister before she starved to death…
September 28th
I wanted to evacuate as soon as possible, but the girl didn’t.
Her father insisted that he wouldn’t leave the city.
Where his beloved wife rests in peace.
I really wanted to save the girl,
but Campbell said, “All I care about is our lives.”
That’s how I felt before, but now…
The clock tower has become a
dangerous place and I don’t want
to make anymore mistakes…
MERCENARY’S DIARY
September 1st
Following six months of intensive training,
my body’s edge had returned.
I was a good soldier, but they ordered my execution with no reason given.
I was tortured and forced to give a false confession.
But on the morning of my execution, a miracle happened.
The company had helped me out, giving me a second lease on life.
September 15th
I ended my vacation short and returned to the HQ office.
It looks like my UBCS unit’s been called into action.
Umbrella maintains its own paramilitary unit to counter
corporate terrorism and V.I.P. abduction.
In addition, they have nightmen who specialize
in handling problems caused by illegal products.
I’m currently a member of the latter.
September 28th
Dawn’s here, but we’re still slogging through this nightmare.
There are no provisions of any kind here.
The undead walk the streets feeding upon the flesh of the living.
Given the choice again, I would rather have been executed.
Death row was a heavenly asylum compared to this place.
I’ve chosen to pull the trigger myself, in the hope
that my dead body won’t come back to life.
OPERATION INSTRUCTION
Order for UBCS Echo Team:
Wipe out the downtown area of the infestation and then
evacuate the remaining citizens to the clock tower.
Among the civilians, remember to give priority to the employees of Umbrella’s affiliates.
Remember to stay alert because the infected have a high
endurance rate and will strike without hesitation.
Evacuation Procedure:
1. Once the mission is complete, or when it becomes too
impossible to accomplish, evacuate immediately.
2. We’ll deploy a helicopter that is waiting in the suburbs,
to the yard in front of the clock tower.
3. When you are ready for evacuation, ring the bell of
the clock tower to signal the helicopter.
PHOTO A
The Policemen are pressing forward.
It’s dated “September 27th”.
PHOTO B
A Close-up shot of a Zombie
It says, “SCOOP!” on the backside.
PHOTO C
The Police have been destroyed.
PHOTO D
The Zombies are walking.
It says “the effect of the T-Virus” on the back.
PHOTO E
The Zombies are attacking.
REPORTER’S MEMO
At last I have found the evidence I need to prove that
the “Cannibal Disease” is indeed happening in this city.
One man actually ate people to death.
He was like a savage animal tearing away a new flesh.
It was completely disgusting.
I have heard rumors that many people are also suffering from this disease now.
However, the causes of the disease is not yet known.
Is this another mystery of the present disease?
I will have to check on it…
They have placed Raccoon City under martial law because of the cannibal disease.
I have lost contact with the media outside of the city, but I won’t give up.
As a journalist, I won’t keep my eyes shut and walk away.
I have a duty to the people and my profession.
I don’t think the disease has spread nationwide yet.
I believe that this city holds the key to its creation and cure.
In fact, I’m sure of it.
The military has set up blockades around the city to keep people
from escaping and spreading the disease.
Most of the citizens have either died or have come in contact with the disease.
I know that it is the right decision to quarantine the city, but I can’t help but pity myself.
If I am infected or eaten, it doesn’t matter.
My fate is already sealed.
All I have left is my journalism.
I won’t give up until I solve the mystery of this deadly disease.
I have just discovered that the disease is not spread through the air,
but by some other means.
SECURITY MANUAL
“Security of the Plant”
Since this plan is a facility under the disguise of a deserted
factory, civilians will sometimes enter.
If this should occur, do not hesitate to shoot them.
If they choose to surrender, arrest and then transfer them to the laboratory as a guinea pigs.
You will be rewarded.
“Maintenance of the Device”
This entire plant is controlled by an epidemic prevention system.
When contamination is detected in the treatment room or decomposed specimen pool,
the plant will automatically be locked down for isolation.
In that case, you must follow the manual to unlock it.
If the contamination is over the limit, the whole system will automatically lockdown.
Then, you must remain in the plant and wait for subsequent orders.
Those who leave the facility without permission will suffer extreme consequences.
SUPERVISOR’S REPORT
The endurance ability of the contaminated guinea pigs is truly incredible.
Even when shot in a vital area, they can sometimes survive for several
days without taking care of the wound.
However, after prolonged exposure to the virus, the guinea pigs’ intelligence level
decreases to that of an insect.
Even though reviving the dead seems too disgusting, the virus may still be of use.
If we inject the virus into our POWs and release them,
they would return to their units and then turn into zombies.
This plan may work well for us in the future.
In certain areas, the virus seems to have caused the mutation of animals and plants.
It may be difficult, but it’ll make a good sample for the bio weapon development.
I’ve heard that there is a giant alligator, but I have only encountered a
giant creature moving underground.
I don’t even want to imagine what creature spawned that monster.
I encountered “NEMESIS”.
If I didn’t know about it, I’d have been contaminated and would
have become one of them by now.
If it is still walking around in the city, its mission is not yet
over. S.T.A.R.S. members must be very tough, since they have survived
until this point.
However, they cannot hold out forever…
WRITTEN ORDERS TO THE SUPERVISORS
Mission Requirements: Bravo 16
1. Obtain and secure sample of all the information pertaining
to this case. Observe and record combat data on the UBCS.
2. Destroy all the evidence including the medical facility
that has the medical treatment data.
3. Check the guinea pig’s ability to accomplish the mission.
Once your mission is complete, evacuate the area.
Remember that you must not help anyone who is not a supervisor,
nor bring anything back that might be traced to where it belongs.
