Monday, 11.8.2008
My dearest and only diary,
The comic convention was ok, but for some reason I'm beginning to feel too old for the stuff. So many of those small people dressed in japanese cartoon comics, and less and less familiar faces every year. Managed to find few nice books, but one thing was surely surprise for all of us what happened on Saturday: Tony Stark. Yes, the man, from Stark Industries. I know he's not in comic business, but ever since he made that suit, there's been movies, comics, cartoons and stuff from him all over the world, and I can't believe he actually came all the way to Raccoon City just for some lousy comic convention. Managed to take a picture of him, but of course there's always a random fan jumping into the picture with the gang signs. Otherwise, quite ok convention, Tony saved my weekend. Too bad Terry missed it all.
Returned to the lab today and found out that my samples have been changing, even without any host cells. It's like they're evolving or something. And again, they weren't sent for destruction, but to section T instead. Still no sign of Terry returning to work, haven't answered my calls either. I should pay him a visit soon and see if everything's ok.