After climbing the ladder and removing the tile above, the four survivors emerged in the hall of a building. Upon looking around, Billy then notices the Umbrella logo and realizes to his shock that they had just emerged in a facility owned by Umbrella.

"The Umbrella Research Centre?" Billy said, questioning the exact quote on the ground by the red and white decoration on the marble floor.

Rebecca, however, ascended the steps nearby due to noticing the portrait. Upon getting a close look at it, she immediately recognized the man in the painting as being the same man who she had seen sat in the dining carriage back on the train.

Billy saw some words written under the portrait Rebecca fixated on. "The first general manager, Doctor James Marcus."

Evie was at awe, gazing into what appeared to be an incredible, luxurious main hall, illuminated by the various chandeliers above them. The room was dimly lit, with a few torches to give light. Staircases leading to the higher levels of the room are present. An old, crimson carpet covered the stairs and started at the front door.

On the second floor, several doors are present. Paintings are on the walls. There was a grand staircase that led up to a second floor, with a linking balcony bridge, and in her opinion, the creepiest looking portrait of an old man she'd ever seen. Jared sat down on the closest chair he could find, winded from all the excitement.

There laid a mighty front door opposite the portrait, two knights with their swords raised, locking the metal doors into place. Needless to say, locked. Evie's gaze averted all over the hall, seeing plenty of doors into what could be a maze.

This place is gigantic… Evie thought.

The sound of a loudspeaker shot through sombre silence. "Attention!" it announced in a voice of what sounded like an old, craggy man, "This is Dr Marcus. Please be silent as we reflect upon our company motto. Obedience breeds discipline. Discipline breeds unity. Unity breeds power. Power is life!"

Unbeknownst to the survivors, they were being monitored. Birkin was wondering about the identities of the intruders, but Wesker made a polite note that there were the two from Delta Team not far behind. All were delving further into the rabbit hole.

Wesker disclosed the identity of Rebecca Chambers, though the other three were a mystery. The facility's P.A. system took them both by surprise as the groggy voice of a pensioner just shook their heads something awful. Then their monitors were being intercepted by a hacker of sorts.

They couldn't see what room the young man was in, but the facial features were as clear as day. An early twenty-something male with long brown hair chuckled ominously when the image focused on him. He wore a white robe that brought out his blue eyes.

"This is a restricted channel," Wesker growled, "State your name and business!"

"Aren't you two a sight for sore eyes…"

Wesker typed away at the monitor's keyboard, but nothing changed, they couldn't get away from the young man's broadcast. "How'd you..."

"Hack your little surveillance? Child's play, really. It seems the master still has some tricks up his sleeves..."

Wesker took off his sunglasses and leant closer to the monitor. "Who are you," he said slowly and clearly.

"I've been waiting to see you two again-"

"I do not know you, nor that I want to."

The young man shook his head. "I am surprised you have forgotten about me so easily after that prepubescent brat of yours killed me." He snarled, pointing his finger at the screen. "The mind shall vanquish the sword, my apprentice, and you wield a dull blade."

"So it is you..."

"It was I who scattered the T-virus in the Spencer Mansion. Needless to say, I contaminated the Ecliptic Express too."

Birkin's eyes widened. "What?"

"Revenge... on Umbrella!"

The man's face slowly aged rapidly into an older man with grey hair and deep wrinkles. The hair was combed back and the wrinkled looked good for someone in their golden years, his clothes changed to a brown suit somehow.

"Dr Marcus?"

Dr Marcus scoffed nicely; his older voice sounded suitable from his decrepit age. "Two years... You two and that bastard Spencer wasted two years of valuable life! And for what?! Common paranoia!?"

"You are not Marcus..." Birkin said unsure. "I've seen his leech data; you're just a fake imitation. An impersonator, no doubt!"

"Ah, true. The leeches, rife with the T-virus, act as a hivemind, able to construct larger bodies. Or to swarm oppressors, at the queen's command. That same queen bonded with me... the one you never disposed of my dear apprentice."

"So that's where it was hiding! In Marcus' corpse." Birkin looked at Wesker; he wasn't meeting his gaze. "See! This is just a leech taking over a dead man's form."

Marcus just laughed. "Was it hiding, Birkin? Or perhaps it was looking for its master, one that would be a suitable host."

Birkin looked back at the monitor along with Wesker; he never took his eyes of Marcus. "You are not Marcus."

"With all my memories, emotions, knowledge intact... is that claim really yours to make? Who else could I possibly be? After all, I know everything about you two... You pups wouldn't be where you are now if it wasn't for me."

"You simply had no more services to offer Umbrella," said Wesker, "The Council agreed you were a liability and not worth keeping around."

"How dare you! After everything I have done in the name of the company! All of Umbrella will pay for their betrayal, and your suffering will be legendary, I can promise you that much."

"I'll pencil you in for another time, Doctor."

"NO! You will all suffer the way I have suffered, and so will Spencer!"

"As much as I'd like to see that, your plans won't play out as smoothly as you think. We have our best man on the field; he'll be sure to finish what my son started."

"Sending children to do your dirty work again, Albert?" Marcus snickered. "That's a move I'd expect from Spencer. But don't you worry, I'll be ready for him this time."

"I'd say it's been nice catching up with you, Doctor, but I'd be lying." Dr Marcus huffed and turned off his monitor, Wesker and Birkin were free now. "It seems our worst fears have come true... Dr Marcus is still alive."

"You can't be sure that's the identity of that young man."

"The way he talked to us, me, in particular. I can see it in his eyes."

"What are we going to do? He could be anywhere in the Training Centre, and we only have three people on the inside. We're stretched thin as it is."

"It's a good thing we have General Savage on the field now, isn't it? We may have to change things up a little bit..." Wesker brought his Umbrella radio up to his ear and called for Dorian Savage. He picked up quickly.

"I'm not the only one who heard that P.A. system go off am I?"

"The survivors have already infiltrated the Training Centre, where are you?"

"On the turntable elevator now."

"We have a serious problem on our hands. Dr Marcus is still alive and hiding somewhere within the facility."

"That can't be, Scott killed him like a dog!"

"His marksmanship needs more work. Nevertheless, his sudden revival required us to change things up a little."

"I'm listening."

"I need you to eliminate Dr Marcus by any means necessary."

"I don't mean to say I told you so, but this could've been done if I just-"

"Your opinion has already been noted, General. Now get to it and make sure he stays dead this time."

"What about the survivors?"

Wesker groaned over the radio; it was funny to hear the bastard get agitated. "Work... together... You'll need all the help you can get, and that's all we have on short notice-"

"Forget it! I'm not working with humans!"

"You'll do as you're told."

"Even if your notion is absolute bullocks!?"

Wesker growled. "Dr Marcus is too dangerous to be left alive. I do not wish to underestimate the fossil for a single second, and neither should you."

Dorian paused, not knowing what to say. Couldn't question orders from the likes of Wesker. "If that's the way it must be, then so be it."

"Pick up Captain Daemith from the tunnel and try to integrate into the group as a typical nice guy. One who will help them survive. Once Marcus is dead, you may kill them all however you please."

"You cannot expect me to keep an eye-"

"Leave that to her; you have your own orders."

"Alexis is still alive?"

"Can see her and another one of your guys on the cameras."

Dorian felt joy coming back into his words. "Good. That makes things easier for me."

"I wouldn't normally ask for any of us to be playing this close to outsiders, but I know Dr Marcus, and what he's capable of... I do not want to make any mistakes. I want him dead by dawn."

"I will rendezvous with Delta Team try to work with the survivors. Just so you know, if I feel that they're getting suspicious, I will kill them."

"I expect you to."