Claire sat up after the nightmare had ended. She didn't have time to react as she heard a gunshot, letting out a pained gasp as a bullet shot through her chest, her eyes widened a bit. She fell foward, closing her eyes tightly, blood running from her mouth.
A woman in a red dress stood over the fallen girl, a quite large gun in hand. She grinned darkly. "That was way too easy..." She watched the girl for a few moments, just proud of herself. She heard slight static and she took a small radio from her side. "Yeah?" she muttered iritably.
"You didn't kill her, did you?" a voice growled on the other end of it. It was Wesker's voice.
"Now why the hell would you think that?" she growled back. She was starting to get fed up with him. But she feared him... and that's why she continued following his orders. "She's alive and-" her eyes widened as she dropped the radio, looking down to see the girl having gotten to her feet, and had her nails pratically dug into her stomach. They were longer and sharper than a normal person's.
Claire weakly coughed up blood as she yanked her hand away from the woman... ... Ada, watching her collapse. Her hand had turned into a claw slightly. She looked down to the radio, with Wesker's annoyed voice coming from it. She picked it up, "Sorry... but Ms. Wong can't come to the radio right now..." she tossed the radio down at Ada's side before slowly walking off, pratically having a hole in her chest from the large bullet.
(I may add more to this chapter later)