I was now covered from head to toe in the tongue things blood. I smelled like a sewer and I felt extremely sick. I walked over to my gun and picked it up. I loaded my last five bullets into the clip and knocked on Interrogation room B's door. "Password." I told him the password I found on his note. He opened up and quickly tried to shut the door when he realized I wasn't U. I dodged into the room and pulled my gun on Irons. I told him to tell me everything he knew about Umbrella. I told him he better talk fast because I had no more patience left for him. He spilled everything about the T-Virus, a strain called the G-virus, and the labs. I asked him where I could find the labs and he told me that there was a secret lab even the S.T.A.R.S. could never find. He told me it was under The Raccoon City College and that I could find the entrance in locker 379. I thanked him with a smack from the butt of my pistol, knocking him out. I searched the lockers and found a box filled with 30 bullets and a fresh set of clothes. I looked pretty good in an R.P.D. uniform. In fact, this uniform was reminiscent of the young cop's uniform that he saw earlier. Maybe I wasn't dreaming.

I left the Interrogation room and headed back to the main hall. I went over to the front desk and looked at the computer. Someone had recently activated it. I saw another one of those old typewriters and I came across another note.

[[Leon,

I have found a little girl who has not been infected. Her name is Sherry Birkin. She

has told me that her dad works for Umbrella and he played a part in inventing

something called the T-Virus. It is what has created these horrors. I am still

searching for a way out and I'll leave you a note if I find one.

-Claire Redfield-]]

I stared at the note in disbelief. There were more survivors! That cop I saw must have been Leon. I sure hope they make it out. I left the station and headed towards the college via Flower Street. I looked for a sign off of Flower Street, but could not find one. I had not run into a single baddie the whole while that I was outside. By this time Pandemonium had hit the streets. Cars were overturned, fires burned out of control, shop windows were broken. Raccoon City was a disaster. I headed up the unknown street and saw the college looming in the distance. I walked up to its huge doors and forced them open. I looked inside and, seeing nothing out of the ordinary, stepped inside.