I awoke in a very cold room, there was a huge spinning fan built into the wall... I knew i wasn't at home. I was tied onto a chair, and my head was hanging down. My blond bangs were in the way of the eyes... and the ball i had my hair in had been taken out for some reason. I noticed there was a door and a table. The door was the only way in or out of the room, and on the table was a handgun. I knew exactly I would need that handgun... but there was a problem... I was tied up and I didn't like being tied up... they chose to mess with Alyssa Ashcroft at the wrong time. I stood up the best I could, and I waddled slowly to the spinning fan and pushed the back of the chair into it and it was cut into pieces. I fell forward and shook the ropes off as i got up and grabbed the handgun, it was definitely loaded, by now... I could tell by the weight. I was used to a gun... I haven't held once since... the incident... but now when I picked one up, it was like my brain already knew what to do. I walked towards the door and found it locked. I frowned and wished I had a lock pick... then i realized I had something better. I aimed the gun down and fired. There was a clinking sound and I twisted the knob and it now turned with ease. I peeked my head out, and all i could see was a long dark smelly hallway... the smell... smelt a lot like Raccoon city... almost too much like Raccoon city. I held the handgun so it was aimed down at the ground... it would really suck if i died because of the gun backfired into my head. I walked down slowly, I was wearing tennis shoes... I was glad i took the time to put them on before heading out... but why was I here? I could hear noises... they were noises I never wanted to hear again... noises that I pushed away from my memory... the noises of the undead. I saw a shadowy figure... it was slumped over and moaning... it turned around and stuck it's arms out and I knew exactly what it was... just like in Raccoon city. It stumbled towards me, I held the gun out and aimed... i took another second and aimed this time getting a lock on it's head. I fired and watched the bullet slide straight into it's skull... after Raccoon City... I was really good with a gun. I looked down the dead body and I felt a sickening feeling come back to my stomach. I put my hand on my stomach and ran down the hallway.

'Gotta... find a way out of here!'

I saw one last door... and only one last door. I could always run back and just sit in the room... hopefully someone would save me... but something told me there was no rescue party. I would escape and get to the bottom of this... I would see Kevin again... I grabbed the door handle and opened the door slowly and what I saw shocked me... I was in a room... that had small cardboard buildings... the room was meant to look like a replica of Raccoon city. The door slammed shut and I heard a small click of it locking. There were a few camera's in the corner of the room I was in... no doubt they were working... I knew something was up. I could hear the moans... of many undead... It was something I didn't want to hear... or see... ever again... I didn't want to be in a place that was even similar to Raccoon... cardboard cut outs or not.

"Welcome Alyssa Ashcroft" A voice spoke, it was coming from a speaker in the corner of the room.

I looked around frantically, the voice had a chilling tone to it...

"Yes, we know about the article you wrote... and now you have become one of our guinea pigs, if you can find the exit of this room... it will lead into another dungeon full of our experiments... this is a nightmare you can't even survive" the voice spoke, and I shook my head.

"Whoever the hell you are, just watch me!" I shouted, I had a huge adrenaline rush... but deep down inside I knew it would be hard... I was alone... no one to lean on... but I didn't need anyone. I stepped forward and began to walk down the road of the fake Raccoon city, listening to the sounds of the undead and the sounds of my tennis shoes.