"Can we stop walking now? I'm tired," said Sherry.
Claire stopped. "Okay, it's been like...three hours, and you've been complaining the whole time," she said.
Sherry leaned against a wall. "I wouldn't complain if we would've stopped."
Leon stopped and turned to look at them. "She's right, we're not really getting anywhere," he said.
Claire blinked. "You're the one leading us, dumbass! I'm beginning to think you were lying to make an impression," she said.
"Why would I try to impress you?" asked Leon.
She tried to think of a comeback, but had none. Instead, she sat on the floor and leaned her head back against the wall. "So what now?" she asked.
Sherry yawned. "Can we find a room and hide for a bit? I'm tired," she said.
"No," said Leon. "If we stop in one place too long, they can get us. We should keep moving."
Claire shook her head. "I agree with the brat, we should camp somewhere for the night," she said.
Sherry glared at her. "Hey! I'm n-"
Claire put a hand over her mouth, looking at Leon. "Plus we should really look for a bathroom, I've had to go since we got here," she said.
"Yeah...it's kind of weird that we haven't seen one," he said.
Sherry pulled Claire's hand away. "There aren't any bathrooms here, my mom told me that," she said.
"Yeah, sure...I'll believe that when I see it," said Claire.
"...You won't see it, because there IS none. That's the point..." said Sherry.
"Says your mom."
"That's right!"
"I bet she's an alcoholic," said Claire.
"Claire!" said Leon, glaring.
Claire grinned. "I mean, come on! She named her daughter after wine, which is very appropriate since that's all she does," she said.
Leon stared at her for a bit. Claire read his face and sighed, realizing he clearly didn't get it. She looked at Sherry. "Okay then, where can we find a bathroom?" she asked.
"In hell," said Sherry. She stood up and started down the hallway.
Leon glared at Claire once more before following the girl. "Hey, wait up!" he said.
"I wanna be alone," said Sherry as she walked.
"Well that's too bad, because this is a police station, and I'm a policeman, and it's my job to make sure everyone is safe. I'm not taking my eyes off anyone else as long as we're in this city," he said as they turned the corner and disappeared from Claire's view.
She remained on the floor, sighing. "What a dick," she said. She figured they'd walk down three hallways and end up back here, so waiting seemed like the best option.
Twenty minutes later, Claire sighed once again. They should be back by now, she thought. She heard footsteps and rolled her eyes, looking up to the corner of the hallway.
A tall man in a giant trench coat turned the corner, carrying a huge rocket launcher. He stopped and looked down at her.
She looked back up at him. "Um...hi?" she said.
"STAAAAARS!" said the man, in a deep and scratchy voice.
"Huh?"
The man stepped forward. "STAAAAARS!" it repeated.
"Oh, you want to go through that door, down the hallway, and then through the first door on your right. Then you'll see another door, and there's a sign, so you can't miss it," said Claire.
"Stars," said the man. He walked towards the door and kicked it open, along with most of the frame, and stepped through.
Once he left, Claire scratched her head. "What a freak," she said. She leaned her head against the wall and looked up at the ceiling.
"Where are those guys, anyways..." she said.
Just then, something crashed through the wall, right next to where the giant man had broken the door. It was another giant man, also wearing a trench coat, only his face wasn't as mutated as the first one. It was just grey, he was bald, and his eyes were entirely white.
"If you're looking for your buddy, he just went that way," Claire said, pointing to the hole where the door was.
The man looked at the hole, then back to her. He growled low and started walking slowly towards her.
Claire got on her feet and stepped back. "Hey man, I don't know what kind of game you guys are playing, but keep me out of it," she said.
The man tried to grab her head with his massive hand, but she ducked. "Hey, watch it!" she yelled. She fell on her butt and tried to move away, but he took one giant step forward and this time managed to close his fingers around her neck.
Unable to scream, Claire kicked at the man as she was lifted off the floor and into the air. She was now leveled with his face, and could see he wasn't just some normal, freakishly tall man. This was some kind of monster.
Claire expected her neck to start hurting, indicating some bones breaking, but the man wasn't crushing his grip. She couldn't breathe, but at least she stood the chance of passing out before dying. She kept trying to kick him, uselessly pulling at his fingers with her tiny hands, when suddenly something hit the monster on the side of the head. It looked like an arrow.
The monster, and Claire, looked to the side. Jill stood there, looking exhausted and beaten, with a crossbow in her hand. "Drop it," she said.
This time, the monster decided to tighten his grip on his prey. Claire's face turned a darker shade of purple, and she could feel actual pain now. She started pounding on his hand with her fists, but her strength wasn't going to last long.
Jill fired another arrow, once again in the monster's head. "I said, drop it!"
The giant turned suddenly, moving too fast for his size, and launched his other arm towards Jill. In the process, he'd released Claire, sending her tumbling into a wall, gasping for air.
Jill jumped away from the attack, and dropped the crossbow. She pulled out the shotgun and started firing at the thing's head. "GET OUT OF HERE!" she yelled at Claire.
Claire was still scrambling on her knees, trying to catch a good deep breath. "But-"
"Go, NOW!" yelled Jill.
The monster stopped going towards the obviously dangerous target, and turned back to face Claire. Quickly, she pulled out her own gun and fired right between the monster's eyes. At the same time, Jill fired a shotgun round into the back of its head. The giant tried to take a step forward, but seemed disoriented.
Claire and Jill both fired again, and finally the giant dropped to its knees, then to its stomach, where it stopped moving.
Jill looked up and sighed. "Why are you still in the station?" she asked.
Claire kept her gun aimed on the fallen giant. "What...the hell is that..." she asked.
"It's a tyrant. Umbrella set them loose to retrieve certain things from the city. I don't know what this one's after," said Jill.
"...THIS ONE!?" asked Claire. "You mean that other one was a tyrant too?"
"What other one...The Nemesis?" asked Jill.
Claire stood up. "How the fuck should I know their names...There was another thing like this that passed by here not a minute before this guy showed up. I wonder if this one can talk, too," she said.
Jill attached the shotgun to a holster on her back. "If he could talk, then it was the Nemesis. That guy's ten times worse. He seems to be out to kill the rest of us," she said.
"Us?" asked Claire.
"The S.T.A.R.S.," said Jill. "I watched him kill Brad, one of our less-important guys, but I don't think there's anyone else left in Raccoon. I'm not sure where Barry and Chris are, but I know for a fact that they're not here."
Claire sighed. "Yeah, I realize that," she said. "So, where've you been this whole time?" she asked.
"I, uh, got sick...Sort of infected, but a friend helped me out so I'm fine now," she said. "You should really try to get out of the city, I don't trust Umbrella. I think they might try to clean this mess up in one big shot."
"What do you mean?"
"Nuke it."
"Oh...shit," said Claire. "Would they really do that?"
Jill gave her a dumbfounded look, which implied the question could answer itself. Claire knew that, too. If Umbrella was capable of causing all this, then surely they were capable of getting rid of it.
"Well, can you stick with me and help me out?" asked Claire. "My police-escort sort of went off and hasn't been back."
"Oh, that guy you were with earlier? I saw him outside on my way in. He's with some kid, I think. Poor guy, he was walking around the building trying to find the gate, but I saw him go back inside through the parking entrance," said Jill.
"Oh, I know where that is! We can get there in less than five minutes I think," said Claire.
Jill shook her head. "You'll have to go alone. The Nemesis is still after me, and I really don't wanna put you in any danger. But here," she handed a radio over to Claire. "Call me if you need some help," she said.
Claire took the radio and sighed. "That's so sweet, trying to keep me out of harm's way," she said.
Jill grinned and turned back towards the door. "Are you kidding? Your brother would kill me!" she said. She waved and ran off, hoping not to run into the Nemesis before she got what she'd come back to the station for.
Claire watched her go and sighed again. She hooked the radio to her belt, rubbed her neck, and started down the other side of the hall. When I find Leon, I'm gonna kick him in the balls, she thought. Right after I find a fucking bathroom.