New Story set during (first half of this chapter) and everything after that is six months post Resident Evil Degeneration and the set time in DP is season three, so mild Vlad. –D.C.
Initial Remarks:
Vlad Corp. Labs, Amity Park,
Abigail Singer yawned while she sipped her coffee, idly checking he emails as she set the mug next to her, humming contentedly she nodded to a co-worker that walked passed her cubicle, before blinking at the name of the sender of the first email in her inbox.
"What's Frederic want?" she asked herself in hushed tones as she opened the email.
To: Abigail S. ()
From: Frederic D. ()
Dear Abby,
If you are reading this; my plan to sell the viruses and their respective vaccines has failed. The samples I gave you are still secure I trust? In your last message to me, you stated that they will expire when their cycle ends in September next year.
If so, please release them according to the plan I set for you.
Ps. I'll be sorry to miss the unveiling of our own pet project; in our last meeting it was nearly finished, I hope you find the programming code in this emails' accompanying attachment useful.
Regards,
Frederic Downing (Former Chief Researcher at Wilpharma)
Abigail read through the message and grinned; she hated working here anyway, her boss was a complete dupe and this stupid town! What idiots believed in ghosts anyway? It would be good to be gone from here.
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6 months later
"Be good kids, and remember to call us often" Maddie yelled from the passage window of the RV while Jack finished loading the suitcases.
"Relax Maddie the convention won't last long, we'll be home on Monday" Jack smiled waved to where the kids stood on the doorstep, before climbing into the RV and starting it up.
"Bye Mom! Bye Dad" Jazz and Danny called at the departing vehicle, before turning to go inside, both in high spirits about the possibility of a whole two weeks of no school and no parents, home alone.