You jolt awake, sweat down your face and back. You're lying on a cot in a small, meagerly furnished room. The horrifying face fades, sinking back into your nightmares. You get up and check the date on your computer. It had been several days since the outbreak. The creatures had taken the surface and were quickly multiplying. You're head hurts as if there is too much information.

Your square room has no windows, a single door, a cot, and a little desk cluttered with papers.

A voice sounds over the loud speaker. "Doctor Johnson, please report to the lab."

If you go to the lab, go to part 26
If you choose to wander aimlessly, go to part 27
If you stay in your room, go to part 28