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Chapter Two: Reacquainted
Claire put her hand on the glass of one of the tanks. The specimen inside didn't look alive but she assumed that it was and that it was probably just being forced to sleep. She ran her hand down the tank, outlining the frame of the creature.
"What are you doing?" Chris asked, standing by the door. "Let's move out."
Move out?
Claire shuddered at the thought of what could be lurking around this damn place. She stood there for a moment, staring at her brother, not knowing what to expect. Before she could think, Chris already had the door open and his gun pointed.
"Clear," he said quietly, and moved out.
Claire took one last glance at the creature in the tank and walked out. She followed closely behind her brother who moved swiftly and quietly down the halls of Umbrella. Finally Chris led her into a room similar to the one they were just in. Chris searched the room and then lowered his weapon.
"Chris!"
Chris turned around and glared at her, "Stop talking so god damn loud."
"Sorry," she responded softly. "I just don't understand why you took us in here."
Chris walked over to his sister, "Claire tell me why we're here."
"Leon."
"Right," Chris nodded. "Now tell me where he is."
Claire gave her brother a disheveled look, "I can't…"
"That's right," Chris said. "We don't know where he is and unless you want to go home and watch soap operas, we are going to search this entire place high and low."
Chris carefully stepped around the room, observing more of the specimen tanks. He clanked his gun against a tank that held a human-like creature inside.
"Let's just hope he didn't end up in one of these," Chris said, tapping the glass.
Claire's eyes widened as she stared at the tank.
"Damn it!" Claire walked up to the tank and looked for some sort of information.
"What are you doing?" Chris asked, watching his sister scramble through papers.
She finally held up a paper…
Steve Burnside
#06292004
Subject to TESTING
Claire dropped the paper and Chris picked it up. He read what it said and looked at his sister.
"Steve Burnside?" Chris cocked an eyebrow. "What's going on…?"
Claire furiously looked for a way to release him. He was naked, in some sort of laboratory fluid and had his eyes closed…but Claire still recognized him.
"There!" Claire hit a small red button and watched the liquid drain. As the water drained, Steve slumped against the glass. "Shit."
Claire raised her gun and aimed it at the glass.
"Wait!" Chris pushed her hand down. "Remember what I said about being loud! Well this is the king of loud don't you agree?"
Claire looked away from the wet fragile body that lay awkwardly against the glass. Chris walked over to a computer and began typing away at the keyboard.
"Look," he pointed at something with the mouse. "Unlock tanks."
Chris double clicked which brought up a bunch of numbers.
"Right there." Claire pointed where it read '06292004'.
Claire crossed her fingers as Chris clicked and the next thing they knew, the glass was sliding down and Steve's body fell backwards and to the floor.