My playthrough ended in an asylum (or so the narrator said) where I was working as a laboratory technician (I think). I looked at myself in the mirror and was surprised to see a fairly clear face looking back at me where there were mostly polygons before. I'm glad I didn't go to ask Paul for help. He would have tricked me. He's funny like that. Now it's just me and the petri dishes.
Closing remarks: Courage