A longer chapter. I've stepped away from using "I" as this story is in the eyes of Ivan, not me. Apologies. Also, this does take place in the remake but will have some of my changes in it. Anyways, sorry for the long author's note. Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 4: Dim Light

Ivan stayed quiet and the car ride continued.

*Honk Honk!*

"A truck?" Ivan questions.

Ivan looks around to see a truck heading full speed, the passenger holding on to his neck.

Ivan screams out. "LEON WATCH OU-" The truck lands into the police vehicle, flipping sideways, flames developing. Distant death approaches. Ivan and Leon, rattled but luckily still alive get out of the burning vehicle, flame separating the two.

"Ivan... IVAN?!" Leon screams out.

"I'm here! I'm okay!" Ivan responds back, growling following the echoes of his voice.

Groans approach us.

"WE HAVE TO MOVE! MEET ME AT THE POLICE STATION! PLEASE, STAY SAFE!" Leon screams from around the flaming vehicle.

Ivan gulps up fear as he's split from Leon.

"Alright! Please, meet me there! Stay safe too!" Ivan said in a worried voice.

Groans have reached them and corpses limp towards the two. They begin their journey there.

Ivan runs through the streets, dodging danger and heading through the chaos made path. Death follows. He hits an alleyway where a corpse lays unconscious. Ivan stares wondering what happened. While Ivan was looking around, the corpse was was alerted to Ivan's presence. Caught off guard, he steps back, readying the gun.

"STAND BACK! I'LL SHOOT!"

It continues to limp.

Flashbacks to the hotel rush through his head like running water, fear develops throughout him.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god."

Suddenly, the corpse is shot down. Slump on the floor with the brain exposed. Ivan snaps his head around to meet a woman with a biker jacket and reddish brown hair.

"Are you okay?!" Asks the unidentified woman.

"Yes, thank you so much. Something came over me..." Ivan responded. "What are you doing out here?"

"I'm heading to the police department, I'm looking for my brother." The woman explains.

"I'm on my way there too! The name is Ivan. I was with someone when a truck hit us head on. We promised to head there. How far is it?" Ivan questions.

"Claire. Right around the alleyway, through the streets. You said there was someone else right? We should head there and meet up, it isn't safe here."

And with that, they both head off around the corner. They get a glimpse of the streets ahead and more corpses wander it.

"Shit.. there's more." Ivan explains.

"We can cut through the cars and avoid some. We might have to shoot our way through the one standing in the middle, we dash for it after that." The woman explains.

"Sounds like a plan. Let's go." Ivan takes the lead.

They run through the street, avoiding the zombies, with their guns ready. A corpse presents itself as an obstacle, and Ivan waste no time putting it down, aiming for the head for the quick death. They rush to the doors of the police department and barricade them with the giant lock. Corpses funnel onto it, shaking the fence.

"Let's get inside." Ivan stated.

They step through the doors and is greeted with a giant police station... empty with blood on the floors.

"Where is everyone? HELLO?" The woman yells out.

Ivan stares at the blood on the floor and visually follows the trail to a closed door. He questions what happens but leaves it as is. He takes note of the monitor.

"Over there!" Says Ivan.

Claire and Ivan make haste to the monitor, turning it on to a man running through the halls.

"THE PASSAGE WA-... THE MEDALLIONS... FIND IT AND HEAD THROUGH THE TUNNEL... OUT RACCOON CITY..." The man runs off the screen away from something.

"Hey, what happened? Hello?!" Claire questions, fiddling with the keyboard. Ivan looks around the police station and grabs the materials left on the boxes.

"... Where's Leon?" Ivan questions.

"Claire, I hate to say it but should we look around?"

"We're not gonna get far staying here."

Ivan begins to walk around to doors, attempting to open them. They all have a symbol on them, probably hinting for a key.

"I think the shutter is the only thing we can open but the bloody footsteps leading to it is a little well..." Ivan points out.

They both walk to it and stared at it, waiting for some type of movement. Claire begins to pry it up to try to open it and Ivan helps. Together, they only managed to make it through a tiny fitting space.

"Dark and mysterious, wow." Claire sarcastically states.

"I already hate it. And what's that terrible smell?"

The smell of rotting meat flows through the air. They gulp up their fear and begin to march forward. Ivan takes notice of the electrical box.

"Where's the fuse?" Ivan questions.

"Maybe inside there?" Claire adds.

Claire walks to the door, trying to open it. Something was blocking it from the inside.

"Okay... not that way I guess."

They both head for the path ahead of them. The floor is littered with garbage, clothing, water, and blood. A door was secured with wood so there was no entering that, but disquiet noises could be heard from it.

"Maybe there's someone in that room?" Claire asks.

The two giant doors make a giant creek noise as it was opened. Inside, a body laid lifeless on the floor, along with some handgun ammo next to it. Claire walks over, examining it before picking it up. Ivan just looks around to see if anything was of use, but it was just clutter. They leave back through the doors and head to the bathroom for any sign of a pulsing human. Inside, the toilet was clogged, water filling it and electrical sparks being imputed near the mirror. Ivan opens the door slowly to the clogged toilet and finds a weird spray.

"Medical Spray... there's a bloody hand print on it..." Ivan thinks to himself. He pockets it and moves on out of the room. They make their way around the corner and a horrifying site was to behold. Blood and bodies was littered in the corner. Shock spread through their body and raced through their mind.

"Oh my god... were we too late?!" Ivan speaks out.

Claire just stares, with a saddened face on her.

"OPEN UP! OPEN UP!" A mysterious voice yells out.

We jump to the noise and race to the next room. The shutters were banging and a worried voice could be heard.

"OPEN UP GOD DAMNIT!"

They kick the door open and begin prying the shudder open.

"GO THROUGH!" Ivan yells.

The man begins to crawl through and they grab a hold of his hands, trying to pull him. He begins to scream out in agony as whatever on the other side has a hold of him.

"PULL CLAIRE PULL!" Ivan yells!

"I GOT YOU! HOLD ON!"

The mans screams in pain and soon begins to slip through the shutter... but only half was there. His body and entrails inside was torn from his lower half and left a gory mess. The man, quiet, was dragged through thinking they did it.

"OH MY GOD!" Claire yells out.

"Holy shit..." Ivan whispers.

Ivan gets up and backs up to the door. Suddenly, it flies open, knocking him back and a lifeless corpse springs through.

"What the fuck?!" Ivan says while pulling out his gun.

"WATCH OUT!" Claire yells, readying hers.

Together, they both put two bullets in the head, bursting the skull. The body drops, blood pouring out.

There was a little opening to see the outside, and Ivan caught a glimpse of the corpses rising up.

"Claire we have to go!"

With that, they both make haste out of the room. A zombie following behind. They make their way to around the corner when suddenly the barricaded door breaks and 2 zombies slowly walk out.

"Shit!" We both yell out.

Three bullets go into them, knocking the two down. They continue past and begin lifting the shutter. Claire crawls through and holds out a hand for Ivan.

"COME ON!" Claire yells!

Ivan grabs a hold of her hand and she pulls. Suddenly, one of those corpse grabs a hold of Ivan's leg, pulling him back and fitting his head through the shutter, going for the stomach.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Ivan screams trying to kick him off.

Another hand grabs a hold of Ivan's and he's yanked through, leaving the zombie with nothing. The zombie tries to crawl through and his head is smashed with the shutter, pieces flying everywhere. Ivan springs up and turns around to a man holding onto his sides, offering his hand. Ivan takes it and is brought up.

"Are you okay?" The man questions.

"Yes, thank you so much." Ivan pauses.

"Wait, you're hurt!" He continues with.

Ivan steps toward.

"I'm fine, I just need to sit." The man backs up and they follow him to his chair.

"Who are you two and why are you here?" The man questions while in the process of sitting down.

"I'm Claire, and this is Ivan. We're here looking for survivors and my brother, Chris." Claire responds.

"Marvin. And about protection, well you're not gonna find it here. This place is overrun." The man explains.

"We heard this was a sanctuary?" Ivan tells Marvin.

"It was, then the infection spread. Every civilian and cop in here was taken down. We began evacuation and only a handful made it out, I was left behind." Marvin explains.

"That's awful, what happened to your side?" Claire asks.

"One of those things attacked me." The man holds on to the side indicating a pain pulse.

"Let us hel-" Ivan reaches for him.

"NO! Let me be, it's too late. You two need to get out. Now, you see that statue? There's a secret passage under there, leading out of here. But, it's locked and you need to find the medallions that go with it. They're scattered around this place but if you find them, you escape. Now, most of these doors are locked, but the shutter to the left is functional. Take this knife and try to go through the passage and head upstairs."

"But wait we can't-" Ivan tries.

"GO! You can still make it..." Claire and Ivan shake their head in understanding fashion. "And don't make my mistake. If you see one of those things—uniform or not—you do not hesitate. You take it out...or you run. Got it?"

With that, they head off, leaving Marvin to rest. They open the shutter and grab some more bullets next to a bloody hand print of the seat inside.

Together, they open the door slowly and go through.