Chapter 3

Kimura, still handcuffed sat down awkwardly in a leather chair, Sadamoto choosing to remain standing. Kagura had chosen to follow Kimura, Minamo following her. Sadamoto paced in front of Kimura. Finally he stopped. Kagura sat across from the two men. From the Sadamoto mans expression she could tell that something had happened here, something bad. Something that required five armed soldiers.

"Mr Kimura, are you aware of any strange happenings around this area?"

"Strange? There's definitely been some strange stuff recently. Horrifying stuff. A few of our townspeople were killed- and eaten slightly, they said the victims had had chunks ripped from them. I'd call that strange."

"So what, some kind of cannibalistic cult?" asked Sadamoto.

"We hadn't exactly come up with what we thought was happening here" replied Kimura. "Two of my fellow officers were called out to a crime, we didn't see them. I had to go out and investigate the communications going down. It was then I noticed the small group- they were dressed like you, had weapons. I saw them come into this building. I called for backup, didn't get an answer. I waited, then entered. I didn't see them anywhere."

"You say they were dressed like us?"

"That is correct."

"Five men, one woman?" asked Sadamoto, moving forwards. Kagura guessed that must be who this man was looking for.

"Yes, that's right."

"Sounds like Team Bravo" said Sadamoto to Minamo who nodded. "So what happened then?"

"I started to explore, then I spooked myself, and well kind of knocked myself out. I woke up about an hour ago. I was out for around six hours I think. A short while ago having woke up, I heard something, and then found Kagura. You turned up and now I'm here."

"So Bravo came into here" said Sadamoto aloud. "We lost radio contact with them over nine hours ago. That includes over six hours in here. Where they hell are they?"

Kagura sat in confusion. She'd vaguely remembered a faint feeling of horror, but she couldn't remember from where, or why. And this talk was confusing her. Why was there two soldiers standing in the room with her, and a police officer who's face seemed slightly familiar? She'd was vulnerable, no memory no one she was certain she could trust. She jumped slightly as the door swung open and a man with long brown hair and the large gun stepped inside.

"What is it Obata?" asked Sadamoto.

"We've found someone from Bravo Team sir."

"And?"

"You should probably come with me sir."

Sadamoto nodded and followed Obata. Despite Minamo's protests Kagura stood up and followed the two men. Minamo mumbled something in complaint and then followed the girl, leaving Kimura straining to get up out of the chair, arms handcuffed behind him.

"A little help please?" he called out as the door slowly closed.

Kagura kept up with the two men, but hung back slightly so they wouldn't notice her and send her back. They rushed along a long narrow corridor, worn and slightly yellowing wallpaper the only decoration on the walls. Kagura paused as they reached a window, and she slowly stared out into the darkness. Something stared back at her.

"Just ignore it" whispered Minamo, the two sprinting to catch up with the men.

"Kubo and I were searching this area when we spotted a faint trail of blood. We found a man inside the small room, he was one of our own. I'm not quite sure which member it is."

"What do you mean?" asked Sadamoto.

"You should see for yourself sir."

Obata stopped and slowly walked into a room with an open door, making sure to step over the blood that was on the floor. It hadn't soaked the carpet, just a faint trail, but it had still stained and it was instantly recognizable what it was. Kagura slowly sneaked up to the door and peeked into the room.

A thin man, apparently named Kubo, was crouched down, looking over the body of a heavyset man dressed in the same uniform as him. A similar emblem was attached to one of the bloodstained sleeves. The thick arms were a deep purple colour and slightly swollen, a faint yellow ooze seeping out from tiny wounds. Kubo touched one of the arms with a gloved hand and turned, looking up to his commanding officer.

"It's like poking a water balloon" commented Kubo.

Kubo moved out of the way as Sadamoto stepped towards the body. He leant down and brushed black hair off of the face. Kagura turned away, disgusted. The face was a deep purple, swollen to such an extent the eyes could no longer be seen, the lips puffy. Bloody yellow pus oozed out from puncture wounds as Sadamoto brushed the face when moving the hair. Sadamoto leant down and picked up a small object.

"Looks like our friend liked to record things" said Sadamoto. He clicked the play button.

"We have heard strange things but seen nothing. We believe the helicopter may have crashed. We heard something when we entered this building…This building is strange, this is not just residential…We found a card numbered 0676, it appears to be a code." There was a faint silence before spluttered coughing could be heard. "We…gah, we found thick steel doors…they seem to lead somewhere…we were chased by those damn things. Th-they pissed me off, I tried to kill them. They seemed so small, but even now I know I'm dying…the others have gone inside. I didn't tell them what happened to me. They say something about a train, about a giant underground structure…" The voice stopped, merely replaced by a faint sound of static.

Sadamoto stood up, holding the small recording device, and walked back along the corridor, followed by the others. He stepped through the wooden doors to find Kimura slumped in his seat, having given up trying to stand up. He stepped back across to Kimura, slipping the small recorder into one of the pouches on his jacket.

"What do you know about this place?" he asked the man.

"Huh? Well not much, this place has been around for ages. I've never really heard of anyone actually owning it, never had any calls to come here."

"Anything strange? Out of the ordinary?"

"Well there are some people who say that this place houses some secret government project, that quite a few people who live here work in that place. We all thought it was a load of crap, you couldn't fit two hundred people into this house and do work."

"Anything else?"

"There was some guy who claimed to have been fired from Umbrella Corporation. Now why would a worldwide company like that be in a tiny place like this? He kept on going on about a giant underground lab, how he'd tell the world about stuff. Poor guy got hooked on whisky, haven't seen him for a while." Kimura paused. "Why do you ask?"

"According to one of my compatriots, there is a giant underground facility beneath our feet" replied Sadamoto.

Kimura laughed. "What?" He slowly stopped laughing. Kagura knew that Sadamoto believed something was beneath their feet. She also felt that the man would very soon be going there. Her feeling proved to right.

Sadamoto gripped hold of his walkie-talkie. "Yukari, get back here. We're moving out soon. We have located the position of Bravo Team and we are moving in to investigate."