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"Oh my God... this virus is going to kill us all..." I said quietly. Literally hundreds of these mutated freaks were running around and killing innocent civilians. "Leon... what's going to happen to us?" I asked, trying to keep the fear out of my tone. Leon didn't answer, causing me to worry. "Leon, Melanie, I'm seeing this on the security feeds from the safehouse. My God, this world's going to Hell." Hunnigan whispered. "We're heading to the safehouse now." I said. "Good luck." Hunnigan said. Leon and I moved in the shadows, hoping to avoid conflict.

We were in the alley behind the safehouse when I ran into a gun barrel. I looked at the somewhat fragile looking boy who had his gun pressed against my forehead. "You don't need to kill me, kid. I'm not like them." I said gently, taking his gun away from him. I showed him my badge quickly. "Come with us, please." I said, checking the gun for ammo. He nodded. "Sorry, ma'am, I'm just scared." I took his hands in mine. "It's okay. I'm not mad." I said quietly, trying to soothe the kid. Th kid's eyes lit up. "How old are you, Kid?" I asked. He held up ten fingers and I gasped. "Only ten?" I asked quietly. I picked up the kid and carried him to the safehouse. "Melanie, aren't you worried this kid will slow you down?" Leon asked. "I'm not keeping him with us, I just thought I should get him off of the streets of Mutant Freaksville!" I shouted. Leon looked shocked, but just patted me on the shoulder. "You're doing a good thing, Melanie." He said simply.

We had finally made it to the safehouse, which was just an old, abandoned grocery store. I put the kid down and pounded on the glass doors, which had been boarded shut. "What do you want from us!? If you're a survivor begging for food, you might as well turn back!" A frantic male voice shouted. "Please, let us in!" I called. "Forget it, Lady! I'm not taking a chance of getting infected!" I sighed. "I'm Melanie Jones. My brother needs me!" I called. I heard a lock release out back. "Come in through the back door, before I change my mind." Leon and I ran around the building. "C'mon Kid!" I shouted. I heard several loud shouts and the mutated freaks slit the kid's throat. I screamed in horror. A parasite similar to the one that had tried to take my knife came out of their mouths and took turns ripping off his flesh and eating it. I turned to run to the kid, but Leon grabbed my arm. "Melanie, it's pointless. He's gone." He said, looking into my eyes. I shook my head in disbelief and Leon picked me up. He carried me into the safehouse.

As soon as we were inside, a man locked the door behind us. He grabbed my arm roughly and forced me to look into his eyes. "Be glad you're related to Mike, or we wouldn't have let you two in." He said. I yanked my arm out of his grip. I made my way through the crowd quickly, trying to find my older brother. "Melanie, would you slow down?" Leon called. I ignored him and kept moving. I had almost given up hope when I saw a man in front of me. His short black hair was messy as usual, he was wearing a black jacket that I recognized immediately. "Mike!" I shouted, hugging my brother. Mike automatically hugged back, but eyed Leon suspiciously. "Melanie, who's this guy?" Mike asked, letting go of me. "Mike, this is Agent Leon S. Kennedy, my partner. Leon, this is my brother Mike Jones." I introduced quickly. After I searched the safehouse, I discovered that there was something new since last time I was here. A break room that looked too new for it to be part of the original grocery store, considering how this place closed down months ago and all the furniture in the room was dust free. "Leon, Mike search the room for something, anything that might be useful to us." I commanded, checking out a red leather loveseat. Mike did as told. "Why do I always get stuck with the bossy ones?" Leon asked, looking at a bookshelf. I glared at him quickly.

After a while of searching, we had cleared almost all of the furniture. I looked at a bust of a familiar looking man. Leon obviously recognized him, because he picked up the bust and threw it against the wall. I noticed a red button on the pedestal where the bust had been sitting. "Bingo." I said, pressing the button. A large bookshelf turned sideways, giving a big enough space for me to slip through. "I'll go ahead and try to find another way in for you guys." I called from the other side of the bookshelf. As soon as I turned around, a black sack was draped over my head and I felt something heavy hit the back of my neck.