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Chapter 4
Leon uncoiled his hand from around the clip, his fingers sticky from blood. He un-holstered his Desert Eagle and slid the clip in its place. Time to move on, his mind said calmly. Leon didn't even bother checking the rest of the room; he knew there was nothing to be found in what looked like a conference room; stacks of papers and pencils, several computers, and three big screens on the south wall. He quickly moved to the south-eastern wall to the only door in the entire room.
On the other side was a hallway, stretching south and east. This was the first time he actually had to make a decision, south or east? The hallway to the left had doors along the eastern wall, and the hallway straight ahead had doors along the southern wall, and both halls ended in a dead end. Must be the main hallway, it leads somewhere. He decided to go straight.
Leon walked silently down the corridor and checked the first door on his left. Locked. He put his back to the wall and ran towards the door. He stuck his foot out and it connected with the door near the handle. It flung open and hit the wall with a loud thud, and Leon was hit by the stench of death. A smell he was all too used to. He counted three bodies sprawled out in the small room. They were all dressed in black SWAT uniforms, each of them also had a gasmask on; well, except for the one that was missing his head. Upon closer examination he saw the Umbrella logo on the uniforms of the dead soldiers. Umbrella troops, he thought silently. Why were they here? And why was the door locked if they were killed in here? Nothing made sense anymore. Everything was an enigma. God damn it, I'm getting sick of th-
Whatever Leon was getting sick of was cut off by a shrill ear-piercing scream coming from everywhere at once. He mentally kicked himself for not looking up and un-slung the Remington. He stepped back and finally looked up. What the fuck…? Its body had the shape of a man, but the similarities ended there. It looked like muscle on top of bone. Literally. Its skull was fully visible, making it look like the Grim Reaper himself. And it was tall, at least seven feet. It didn't have hands either, its arms ended in giant claws, which explained how it was able to cling to the ceiling.
But it was no longer clung to the ceiling; it was now dropping down to his previous position in the middle of the room. Before it could even reach the ground he got off a blast from the shotgun, hitting it square in the chest, blood sprayed his face as it flew back. The last thing he saw before getting out of room was it hitting the wall. And when he saw the wall spider and crack underneath the monster, he knew he was in trouble.
It was at the door in a split second, making an odd clicking noise from somewhere in what Leon thought was his throat. It slowly walked into the hallway and turned to face him, letting out that same shrill scream. Nows my chance… Leon dropped the shotgun and un-holstered the Desert Eagle; while the monster was still screaming he took aim and hit it in its head, shattering half of its skull. Blood and brain matter splattered across the walls.
Leon scooped up the Remington and walked over to the creature. I guess I should give it a name… he thought. Reaper, since it looked like a Grim Reaper. That would do. Looking down at the Reaper brought up mixed feelings in Leon; everything that came out of Umbrella was evil. And now Umbrella was responsible for Claire's death; someone that he loved. Love. That word echoed in his mind for what felt like minutes. It made him want to throw up, everyone that he had gotten close to was either dead, missing, or dying for all he knew. Leon put his back up against the wall and slid down into a sitting position.
What are you getting yourself into Officer Kennedy? He asked himself. It doesn't matter though, does it? You've already passed the point of no return; so had Claire… He felt a warm tear slid down his cheek, but his face didn't show sorrow, it only showed pure hatred.
Snap out of it! His mind screamed. You need to get back on track. Leon got up from the ground and shook his head. He needed to get back on track. He slowly walked back into the room that held the Umbrella soldiers and began to check their bodies for anything useful. He came up with seven 12 gauge rounds for the Remington. He took one and chambered it, not needing the other six. He also found two clips for the Desert Eagle from the decapitated soldier. Geez, he thought, what are the odds?
Leon walked out of the room and down the hall to the last door of that stretch. He turned the doorknob slowly, the blood on his hands making his fingers slide a little on the slick surface. The door was barely open before he heard that all too familiar moan. He holstered his Magnum and un-sheathed the combat knife. I can think of a million ways to kill these things, he thought, smirking.
Chris stared at the computer screen wide eyed.
Chris,
Claire and I found a lead in London; we're going to check it out. We'll need your help but we're going to check it out in advance. You won't have any trouble finding the place.
Hurry.
--Leon
Why didn't they tell us sooner? Chris's thought. The e-mail was forwarded to Barry's address, but it still didn't make any sense. He was going to check his mail before he went to bed, hoping to hear from Claire, but he didn't expect to see this. "Jill, get in here!" He yelled.
"Why what's wrong?" Jill asked running into the room. Chris didn't have to say anything; she read the short mail and wore the same questioning look as Chris. "Why didn't they—
"I don't know." Chris said dryly, "but the message is forwarded to Barry's address, I'm sure he's as dumbfounded as we are."
"When was it sent?" Jill asked.
"Six hours ago." Chris replied flatly, "which means they probably already left."
"Well, I guess we don't have a choice do we?" Jill asked, but it was more of a statement than a question.
"We're leaving in five hours." Chris replied, still staring at the computer screen.
Now Chris and the gang are going to get into the action. This could get messy….
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