Chapter 2: The Outbreak

September 22nd 10:00 a.m.

I woke up to sirens outside, sirens and screams. I slept in late, it was 10:00. I rubbed my eyes and ran to my window. I looked outside in shock, I saw a mass of zombies, at least 20 of them, feeding on dead policemen. I watched as a woman was then quickly surrounded by zombies and killed. Chaos was unavoidable, and civilians ran from the creatures only to be surrounded by others, and quickly killed.

Then, I noticed that some incredibly fast zombies, their heads a crimson tone, were banging against the wall of my house in a futile attempt to get me. I cussed and before having time to ponder my chances of survival, my father ran up to my room, gasping, and spoke.

Son, Marcello, we need to get out of here! The whole city is engulfed by these monsters. Umbrella has barricaded the city to prevent the zombies from escaping, but maybe they can send a chopper for us…

At that moment, he noticed a creature that had climbed the window to my room and was about to break the glass to get inside. I looked behind to the window, and saw how familiar it was. It was the licker creature from the sheet I had read. Then, I grabbed a metal bat I picked up off a kid in baseball, and walked next to the window.

Dad, get over here!

My father went to the other side from the window, then I heard the window break. I swung my bat around, hitting the licker square in the face. It fell down, not dead but bruised, onto the wave of zombies. I pushed my cabinet to the broken window to act as a shield so nothing can get in, then looked in anger at my father.

What, was that?

What are you talking about, Marcello? I have no idea…

YES, YOU DO! Stop lying, I know it!

Don't assume things, mar-

Assume?

I was in rage, I walked to my closet and picked up the stack of sheets, throwing it to my father.

Am I assuming things? Tell me, if you have no idea what they are, what the hell that is?

My father looked quickly through the sheets, then grief covered his face and he slumped down, sitting down on the floor. He lay the paper down next to him, and covered his eyes with his hands. He was as if trying to speak, but didn't have the courage. Then, he began speaking quietly.

Its true, completely true. Umbrella works making medicines and cures for diseases, but not just that…

What are you talking about?

Umbrella was originally planning to find a cure for the Ebola virus in Africa, by modifying it. But the leader of the operation, Spencer, wanted to do more. He experimented on people, made autopsies, and created monsters with the virus. I, along with several others, was involved. Umbrella in Europe, and Antarctica helped us, and we created the T-virus. Then, William Birkin, another leading member of the people creating the virus, made the G-virus.

He was killed by a team of Umbrella troopers, since Umbrella didn't want scientists keeping information from others. He injected the virus in himself directly before death though, and was revived. The troops were killed by Birkin at the sewers, and he ate the G-virus sample they stole, throwing the T-virus samples on the ground. The Virus ran off into the water supply, like erosion, and eventually… most of the people in the city became infected.

I stared at him in disbelief. It was true then: Umbrella was making monsters with a virus, rather than trying to cure the virus itself. Everything now made sense. But there is nothing I can do about it now. If I survive, I will reveal Umbrella's doings on Raccoon City to the world. Then, I sat down on the ground as well, and asked my father a question.

Dad… is there any way out of the city?

I doubt it. The city is barricaded, and a chopper will probably want to kill survivors that will reveal Umbrella's secrets, rather than let them survive. However…

What is it?

… There is a tunnel network at Umbrella's research facility we could go through to reach the Arklay Mountains. Then we will have to find a way to get a car and make it out of the area. But I personally think its better to stay here, in the safety of our house.

Dad, don't say that. We will starve to death in this room. And eventually, we'll be taken by the monsters once they get in here.

I stood up, and looked at the door to my room. It was soon going to be torn away by the zombies trying to get inside, so I looked out the window the licker tried to enter through. By the time me and my father finished talking, the mob of zombies had cleared the streets and were separating, moving to different areas of the city. It was still not safe to be on the street, but with the zombies banging on the door, it was still safer than this room.

So then, I realized that the only possible exit was through the window.

That wont happen, so stand up. I think its time we get out of here.

The research facility is underground. We need to reach the tram station first, since it will take us all the way to the other side of the city, where the facility is. Walking all that way will take several hours.

Well then if we don't manage to get to the tram, we're going to have to start walking quite soon.