Mike knew somewhere along his guided route he had to have made wrong turn or hadn't turned. Once he noticed he hadn't traveled through a lab like told he was already going to the wrong way. He only managed to find his way into an open area with metal floors that clanked beneath his feet. He kept his pistol aimed up with the rifle strapped to his shoulder. In the bag the shot gun was placed along with other items from ammunition, the TMP, and the radio in case fate decided him worthy enough to receive a signal.

Slowly Mike crept across the open floor to a ladder leading to a high platform. Throwing the bag up he climbed after it then walked a little before deciding to pick it up again. After he scanned the area he decided he had missed his turn and that backtracking was his best option. When he turned around to pick up the bag he heard a loud thump land on the platform and hasty steps moving toward him.

Mike turned around and saw a large man with blades on his arms rushing towards him. He fired the gun but sparks flew off his body and he seemed completely unaffected by the gun. The man swung his right blade at Mike who dove to the left, barely missing being decapitated. Mike hit the ground with thud that made the man immediately turn around and wildly start slashing. Quickly Mike got back to his feet and back stepped to avoid the blades.

After a minute of taking shots that never seemed to work and having to run to avoid being impaled Mike was slashed in the arm and sent to the floor. His gun was thrown from his arm and he hit the ground. As the man started to attack him again, the gun hit the ground ten feet away and the man turned his attention to the source of the noise. His blades drew back into his arms and the man slowly crept toward the source of the noise.

The first thing Mike noticed was a large bug like leech on the mans back that squirmed around constantly. Mike slowly rose to his feet, creeping toward the bag as quietly as he could. He figured the man was drawn by noise, so he was blind. Mike reached the back and undid the zipper to loud and the blades on the man unsheathed. Mike dug into the bag and found a box of ammo and threw it across the ground as the man started to charge. When he was five feet away the box hit the ground and he turned to face the noise.

Mike held his breathe as he grabbed the shotgun that was already loaded. He aimed it at the leech like creature and fired, popping the creature like a pimple, spraying blood all around. The man dropped to his knees, then face planted against the cold metal floor dead. Mike rose to his feet then checked the body to confirm it dead before grabbing his distractions. He reloaded the shotgun then placed it back into the bag with the ammo and readied his pistol as he began to back track through the building after wrapping up the injury on his arm.

The building was quiet and empty as Mike stepped through slowly. Several bodies in the halls told him that someone had been through here recently. His immediate guess was Leon, having to fight his way through. Suddenly, he began to wonder if Leon was okay. Last he knew he had just saved his life, before getting a rocket shot at him. For all he knew, Leon was already dead, and this was a complete waste of time to come here in the first place.

It didn't take too long for Mike to find the lab and continue down the path the merchant pointed him down. He found the remains of a regenerator along the wall and knew Leon or the merchant was behind it. The labs were empty, but the machines seemed to still be on and functioning as they should. The labs seemed like they were abandoned in a hurry with papers and computer chairs sprawled all over the rooms. Mike didn't have time to care or think on those things, only to find the tower.

The labs led him a room to the left like the merchant had pointed out. Through that door was a wide room with a large stair well leading to another floor. On either side of the room were two men. One had a mace, two had electric knives, and the last was just aiming up a cross bow. Mike aimed up as well as shot the crossbow user in the head, making him wobble back and fall down the stairs. He fired again and hit the mace user in the arm, making him drop his weapon.

The first electric knife used charge and swung sideways at Mike who ducked down then punched him in the stomach. With his face lower he kneed him in the face and fired his pistol before the second arrived to take a swing. Turning slightly he fired several times at the mace user, dropping him with the third shot. The archer was at the foot of the stairs and fired an arrow that missed Mike and stabbed the wall behind him. The second arrow hit Mike in the foot, nailing him to the floor.

Mike shouted in pain then fell against the wall to keep his balance. The archer started to reload his crossbow before Mike and fired rapidly till he was dead. The first electric knife user recovered from his blow to the face and charge Mike who fired till he was empty to kill him. The last man in the room charge Mike and swung his knife, missing his throat by an inch. Mike grabbed the man with his arm around his neck then broke it by twisting his arm and squeezing till he heard a snap. He let the man fall to the ground dead then knelt down to get the arrow out of his foot.

Mike took the knife from the bag then cut the stem of the arrow off before sliding his foot out painfully. He took off his boot then wrapped his foot up before painfully sliding it back into his boot and trying to walk. It was a little painful and as long as the running was kept to a minimum he'd be fine. He reloaded the pistol then started down the flight of stairs and arrived at a door. At the end of the hall were two doors, one leading to a store room, and one to the outside.

Mike stepped outside onto a metal raised platform. At the height he already was the wind whipped past his face as he looked up. He had arrived at the tower at last. Looking around he saw the merchant not facing him, leaning against the railing while breathing deep.

" Merchant," Mike said then started to walk over to him. The merchant didn't turn around, but he threw Mike a bag filled with item then raised his arm against him to tell him to stop.

" Don't come near me," The merchant said then gasped for air, " I think, las plagas is finally taking its toll on me," the merchant said then pointed at the bag.

" Take it, and run before I turn into one of them," the Merchant said then fell to a knee. His breathing was getting worse, his mind was slipping, and his body was turning pale.

" Why are you turning now?" Mike asked.

" Most of the village was directly injected, I've only had small exposure, it just took longer to mature," The merchant answered then fell to his other knee.

" Go dammit!" The Merchant shouted before falling over and resting on the floor. Mike looked across the platform and the saw the elevator. Instead he walked closer to the Merchant who was laying on the ground unconscious. A moment later his eyes popped open and locked onto Mike.

" Kill," The merchant said then rose to his feet. Mike picked up the Merchants bag and stepped toward the elevator before the merchant lunged at him. With one blow Mike was thrown into the elevator, hitting his back against the wall, knocking the wind out him. The Merchant charge at Mike who was still recovering. Aiming the pistol he fired, hitting the merchant in the leg and sending him to the floor. While he could Mike shut the door to the elevator and pulled the shotgun out of the bag and aimed it. The merchant got to his feet and charge again only to get blown back a moment before the elevator began to glide.

Mike stepped out of the elevator and saw the communications room just feet away. He opened the door and stepped in and looked around for anything useful. He saw a microphone then grabbed it and began to talk.

" This is Captain Michael Anderson, does anybody read me?" Mike said into the microphone. Static was his only reply. Thinking quick he took the radio from the bag then tried again. Static flew out of the radio and Mike placed his head on the computer and sighed.

Then he heard the faint sound of a voice trying to reach someone from the microphone. Static covered it, but if he changed the frequency he could hear it. He turned a knob trying to isolate the voice.

" This...do you...please respond...over," The female voice said. Mike turned another knob at it came out crystal clear.

" This is Hunnigan, does anyone read me?" She asked.

" Roger, this is Captain Michael Anderson, I repeat, Michael Anderson, can you hear me?" Mike asked.

" Mike?" Hunnigan asked shocked. Mike smiled then let out a sigh of relief.

" I was shot down in hostile territory, and I need immediate evac," Mike said then heard another voice breaking through.

" This is Leon Kennedy, we've arrived at the extraction point and are on our way," Leon said to them.

" Leon, god damn I feel better now," Mike said to him.

" Mike, you're alive, where are you?" Leon asked.

" In the communications tower on the island," Mike said.

" You need to get out of there now!" Leon shouted.

" Why?" Mike asked.

" It's going to blow," Leon shouted before Mike felt a vibration. Mike looked through the glass of the tower and saw a chain of fiery explosions around the island.

" Too late," Mike said then felt the tower rock. Halfway up the tower were a bomb had been placed, it exploded, melting the support beams and made the tower start to tip. Mike fell to the ground and felt the tower falling beneath him. The metal began to creek and bend more and more and Mike looked for anything to hold onto.

The ground below him got closer and closer. The rocks around him crumbled and fell to the ground. The tower struck the ground, launching Mike into a newly made crack in the ground and splashing into a pool of water that was filling from the ocean. Mike swam to the surface and paddled hard to stay afloat. The explosions created a crack in the rock that the water began to pout into, draining Mike along with it. Mike slid down the water the came to a drop with a stone ground several feet away.

Mike leaped from the edge of the slide toward the ground, trying to avoid the long deathly fall. He landed on the ground feet first, and forgot about his bad foot. Mike's head collided with the ground, knocking him out upon impact.