These... people are hooked on some kind of genetic wonder-drug called ADAM. I've read the word "Splicers" scribbled on walls like a warning. One of them... cornered me, and Christ, his face -- I had a gun, but I choked -- and then out of nowhere we both heard this... singing, and he took off like hell on wheels. It sounded like a kid -- a little girl! Cindy's alive... I know it in my gut.