Epilogue
Ada lay her head back on the train seat, holding her small leather brown pack in her lap. It was about three months since the Empire State Building was destroyed.three months since she lost a dear friend and a sinister company succeeded in what was though to be one of the most brilliant plans ever devised. It made her stomach churn; she could have easily saved over a million people if she had gotten to New York sooner, if she had just been able to investigate with a team.instead all the research and documentation was still intact, now being revised in a facility in Portland, Maine. Although the Empire State Building was gone, things that were unexplainable continued to be pulled out of the rubble.bodies that seemed as though they had been dead for weeks, oversized sharks and the burned bodies of mutated plants.the government was quick to investigate, putting Umbrella at extreme risk. If nothing at all, she had caused serious stress and an extreme financial blow to the company. The train took an abrupt halt as Ada stepped out, looking at Hillary with pale blue eyes. She slouched, pushing against her shoulders to wake her up. The poor girl was only about 23, and she had seen some of the most gruesome things imaginable. Ada felt sorry for her, and then felt even worse for herself. She had bee involved with the Agency ever since she was in her late teens, and had been working independently since her early twenties. Her childhood and early adulthood had been stripped from her, and if it was the last thing she could do she would try to prevent that for another innocent soul. The last words that the overly obsessed Gregory had spoken of meaning were that 'innocence must die'.those evil and cruel words were ones that she could not easily forget.innocence must die.how sick and devious, and how utterly mistaken a statement it was. Innocence should be preserved, at all costs. It made her sick to think that this ordeal was yet to be finished.and even more guiltless lives would probably be lost. Ada pulled her brown overcoat over her body, putting the backpack over her shoulders. She wore a thick hat over her silky black hair to cover her identity, wary about any unnoticed Umbrella soldiers who could be prowling in the shadows, waiting for her to make a wrong move.she shuddered at the thought of being hauled away to an Umbrella prison, the cold dank cells that they held their prisoners in.she vowed never to be so careless. "You ready?" the calm voice of a young girl said behind her as the train completely stopped. Ada came back into her sanity and looked at the smiling face in front of her. Somehow they had survived the plunge from the top of the Empire State Building.and now they were together to bring an end to Umbrella.something that is much easier said than done.
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Resident Evil 2 The Neptune Project
Ada lay her head back on the train seat, holding her small leather brown pack in her lap. It was about three months since the Empire State Building was destroyed.three months since she lost a dear friend and a sinister company succeeded in what was though to be one of the most brilliant plans ever devised. It made her stomach churn; she could have easily saved over a million people if she had gotten to New York sooner, if she had just been able to investigate with a team.instead all the research and documentation was still intact, now being revised in a facility in Portland, Maine. Although the Empire State Building was gone, things that were unexplainable continued to be pulled out of the rubble.bodies that seemed as though they had been dead for weeks, oversized sharks and the burned bodies of mutated plants.the government was quick to investigate, putting Umbrella at extreme risk. If nothing at all, she had caused serious stress and an extreme financial blow to the company. The train took an abrupt halt as Ada stepped out, looking at Hillary with pale blue eyes. She slouched, pushing against her shoulders to wake her up. The poor girl was only about 23, and she had seen some of the most gruesome things imaginable. Ada felt sorry for her, and then felt even worse for herself. She had bee involved with the Agency ever since she was in her late teens, and had been working independently since her early twenties. Her childhood and early adulthood had been stripped from her, and if it was the last thing she could do she would try to prevent that for another innocent soul. The last words that the overly obsessed Gregory had spoken of meaning were that 'innocence must die'.those evil and cruel words were ones that she could not easily forget.innocence must die.how sick and devious, and how utterly mistaken a statement it was. Innocence should be preserved, at all costs. It made her sick to think that this ordeal was yet to be finished.and even more guiltless lives would probably be lost. Ada pulled her brown overcoat over her body, putting the backpack over her shoulders. She wore a thick hat over her silky black hair to cover her identity, wary about any unnoticed Umbrella soldiers who could be prowling in the shadows, waiting for her to make a wrong move.she shuddered at the thought of being hauled away to an Umbrella prison, the cold dank cells that they held their prisoners in.she vowed never to be so careless. "You ready?" the calm voice of a young girl said behind her as the train completely stopped. Ada came back into her sanity and looked at the smiling face in front of her. Somehow they had survived the plunge from the top of the Empire State Building.and now they were together to bring an end to Umbrella.something that is much easier said than done.
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Resident Evil 2 The Neptune Project