Prologue
It was 2002, 6 years after the outbreak in Raccoon City, not long after the incident the United States government issued a suspension of business decree to the Umbrella Corporation which for all intents and purposes ended the Company. With Umbrella shut down the minds behind Umbrellas bio-weapon research division had to find other ways to do their research. After a few years a mysterious man brought them all together and set them to work finding a new place to continue their work.
"What do you have for me Mr. Braxton?" The man in the sunglasses asked the assembled men around the conference table.
"We have found a suitable location to build a our newest plant sir." He rose from the table and walked over to the monitor that hung on the wall. "As you can see," he said as he pointed toward the monitor. "We have selected a small farming community in the north east part of Oklahoma."
"It's population," A man with long black hair and glasses began. "Is less than two thousand and the city is in major need of jobs and economic development."
"We have already been in contact with the mayor of that city," a heavy set man with a bald head and a goatee added. "They have expressed interest in becoming home to one of our plants." Mr. Braxton returned to his seat as the man in the sunglasses and a black business suit began a slow walk around the table. His image flickered as he moved indicating the holographic technology being used.
"This sounds promising, but in a town that small wouldn't the populace notice if to many people go missing?"
"Well we will probably get employees from the surrounding communities as well and if we space the disappearances apart by a decent margin, we can probably keep the people from noticing." Braxton responded.
"Very well," Glasses said as he returned to his seat. "Contact the city government and make the final arrangements. Inform me of the final details once everything is settled." Glasses scanned the room. "Is there anything else?" When no one spoke he stood again. "Meeting adjourned." The man in the glasses vanished from the head of the table.
"Do you all really thing we can trust him?" The fat man asked. "We don't even know who he is, and we have never seen him in person. How do we even know that is what he really looks like. For all we know it is a holographic camouflage."
"He is the man who is trying to restore Umbrella Corporation. I don't think we should doubt him." The dark haired man responded.
"I would cut this kind of talk if I were you," Braxton said. "I have heard rumors that people who question the man have a habit of disappearing." He informed them as they all stood. "So if you value your life you should just be thankful that you have this job." Braxton added the last part as he exited the conference room and headed for his office.