Maybe volunteering for this crazy experiment as an intern hadn't been such a good idea. But student loans were a major pain, and this seemed like as good a chance to pay them off quickly as any. Well...if nothing else, this Monster Girl Apocalypse did mean that the loans probably aren't going to be something to worry about now.
Instead now you had to worry about this self-proclaimed Succubus Queen Vinamara, or whatever the heck kind of Mad-Max-with-mythical-monsters world is out there now. Three hundred years...your brain had had some time to digest the shock of that revelation. The note was from a hundred years ago, though. Maybe Dr. Fielding/Vinamara was dead by now, or he (she?) was waiting for you to emerge for all you knew. That latter part did not instill much comfort in you, considering how...predatory "Vinamara" seemed to get on her half of the message -- drunk frat boys who thought they were entitled to whichever female student they wanted were bad enough. The fact that there were still edible food available in a supposed apocalypse suggested that no one's been here in three centuries to scavenge it for themselves, yet the apparently missing firearm is concerning.
Alright, enough pondering your predicament in this new world and figure out your next step. You've managed to gather up a decent amount of supplies to start -- silver lining in being a poor college student on scholarship, one supposes. Perhaps you should head out now and get an idea just what kind of world awaits you. Maybe you should look around the lab some more before doing that, or perhaps even make this lab your new home -- it did seem like a pretty good place to shelter, sleep, and store stuff. But if "Vinamara" was still out there, she might come for you soon knowing it would be about time for you to wake up again...