Project Umbrella Translation
A SCRIBBLED MEMO
My dear friends.
I'm at my wit's end. I'm sorry, I'm going on ahead.
They're just asleep.
They'll wake up again.
But now's my chance...
The mere thought of it makes me shudder.
I can't believe they're from this world.
The unbearable smell of rotting entrails.
That scream that sounds like it's coming from the depths of hell.
It's horrifying... Even now I can't stop shaking.
Read this with all your attention.
Those shit stain blisters on the wall.
Those are... they're reproductive eggs.
Please don't think I've abandoned you.
It's the only way.
I wanna see my family again.
I wish you well, my friends.
My dear friends.
I'm at my wit's end. I'm sorry, I'm going on ahead.
They're just asleep.
They'll wake up again.
But now's my chance...
The mere thought of it makes me shudder.
I can't believe they're from this world.
The unbearable smell of rotting entrails.
That scream that sounds like it's coming from the depths of hell.
It's horrifying... Even now I can't stop shaking.
Read this with all your attention.
Those shit stain blisters on the wall.
Those are... they're reproductive eggs.
Please don't think I've abandoned you.
It's the only way.
I wanna see my family again.
I wish you well, my friends.
Official Japanese Transcript
殴り書きされたメモ
親愛なる友よ。
もう限界だ、悪いが先に行く。
奴らは、眠っているだけだ。
いずれまた目覚める。
だが今ならば…。
思い出しただけでも身の毛がよだつ…。
この世のものとは思えぬ醜悪な姿態。
腐った内臓のような耐えがたい臭い。
地獄の底から響くようなあの叫び声。
恐ろしい…何が恐ろしいって今も体の震えが止まらないんだ。
心して読んでくれ。
壁にできたクソッタレたあの水ぶくれ。
あれは…再生の卵なんだ。
どうか見捨てたとは思わないでくれ。
こうするしかないんだ。
俺は、生きて家族に会いたい…。
友よ、お前の無事を祈る。
親愛なる友よ。
もう限界だ、悪いが先に行く。
奴らは、眠っているだけだ。
いずれまた目覚める。
だが今ならば…。
思い出しただけでも身の毛がよだつ…。
この世のものとは思えぬ醜悪な姿態。
腐った内臓のような耐えがたい臭い。
地獄の底から響くようなあの叫び声。
恐ろしい…何が恐ろしいって今も体の震えが止まらないんだ。
心して読んでくれ。
壁にできたクソッタレたあの水ぶくれ。
あれは…再生の卵なんだ。
どうか見捨てたとは思わないでくれ。
こうするしかないんだ。
俺は、生きて家族に会いたい…。
友よ、お前の無事を祈る。
Official English Transcript
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A SCRIBBLED MEMO
Dearest friend,
I am at my wits end. I am sorry, but I must go on ahead.
They are sleeping, but they will wake up eventually. Now's my chance.
Just thinking about them makes my hair stand on end...
Their ugly bodies are not of this world; their stench, like rotting organs; and their screams, like echoes from Hell itself. I'm so frightened that I can't stop shaking, even now, as I write this.
Be careful--the bloated blisters on the walls are their eggs.
They can regenerate from them.
Please, don't think that I've abandoned you.
I did it for my family.
I pray for your safety.
A SCRIBBLED MEMO
Dearest friend,
I am at my wits end. I am sorry, but I must go on ahead.
They are sleeping, but they will wake up eventually. Now's my chance.
Just thinking about them makes my hair stand on end...
Their ugly bodies are not of this world; their stench, like rotting organs; and their screams, like echoes from Hell itself. I'm so frightened that I can't stop shaking, even now, as I write this.
Be careful--the bloated blisters on the walls are their eggs.
They can regenerate from them.
Please, don't think that I've abandoned you.
I did it for my family.
I pray for your safety.