Investigate the Umbrella facility

As soon as the pair make it through the secret passage, Sherry was taken by another dangerous figure. Now Claire needs to find a way out before it's too late.

Chapter 4 - An Unexpected Reunion

Claire picked up the golden pendant on the ground. This must be precious to Sherry, she thought. She had to returned it to her.

“Stay safe, Sherry...”

But first, she needed to find out what the hell was this place. Though based on the logos on the cars around the garage, she would say that this was an Umbrella facility. But what, exactly?

Tracing the way the fat man came from, she found an elevator and a control room. On the desk in the room, she found a newspaper, Raccoon Monthly, dating three months back. It was stated that the police chief Brian Irons was the most respected man in the city who also known for his great charity work. The photo of the chief in the newspaper, however, resembled the fat man that just took Sherry.

“That...bastard is the police chief!?” Claire couldn’t believe what she just read.

The police chief’s duplicity cheated everyone in the city. That fact that him showing up in a Umbrella facility garage at this time, and his unusual interest in Sherry, was not to be ignored. Wait...Sherry’s mom was working at Umbrella. There must be some kind of connection.

She also found a diamond key in the drawer and grabbed it, in case it’s useful. Pulling the handle on the panel rebooted the power for the elevator. She took a deep breath and stepped in. The elevator took her to the B1 floor of the facility, while going upper stairs seemed to require specific key cards. She turned on the flashlight and cautiously walked into the darkness.

After traversing through the corridor, the first room she went into has a large area. There were dozens of production lines all over the place. Metallic pipelines completely covered the ceiling, enormous storage tanks were arranged in an orderly manner, and a large Umbrella logo was printed on the green floor. This place, if she’s not mistaken, was a pharmaceutical factory of Umbrella.

Finding the key card for the garage was not the only option for her to leave now. Claire was slowly walking ahead, trying to find the exit, when she saw the bloodstain on the floor. Following it she saw a corpse in a white lab coat lying under one of the production lines, dead or undead. Looked like the factory has fallen, too. She didn’t want to startle the dead, so she carefully walked past it and approached the door at the other side of the room.

Behind the door was a staircase. There, she found a simplified structural diagram of the building. The factory has three floors above ground and three below. Without further ado, she rushed onto the first floor and reached the atrium.

The power of the building was on, though all the lights were off, so she could barely see things in the dark. Emergency shutters had been activated and held placed the factory on lockdown, and she couldn’t find a way to lift them, at least not on this floor. There was another elevator in the atrium, but it also required a key card to be functional, so it’s a no go. Just when she was about to go upstairs, she heard some weird sounds above so she pointed the flashlight upwards.

A licker was crawling on the bearing pillar on the third floor, and another two on the ceiling. Holy crap...Claire immediately held her breath and stayed completely still. The situation was worse than expected. She wanted to back out, but she knew she had nowhere to go, nowhere to hide. Courage was the only thing she had now. She collected herself and slowly climbed up the stairs.

The east wing of the second floor were meeting rooms, while most of them were empty, one of them was crawling with blood thirsty vampires. The door was locked and they seemed to be unable to break the window, so they were all trapped inside. Whoever did that was genius, Claire thought. With no vampires in the hallway, it’s safe for her search the other areas.

The west wing was the restaurant. Claire pulled out her gun and peeked inside. Suddenly she noticed someone was standing behind the door, aiming at her, too. She was racing her mind to figure out what to do, but before anything could happen, things took a steep turn.

“Claire?” A familiar female voice came from the room with surprise.

“Sam? Is that you?” Claire was also astonished.

The man pointing the submachine gun at her lowered it immediately, and turned out he was no other but Dustin. The U.B.C.S. mercenary has several cut wounds on his left arm, which didn’t seem to be vampire bites.

“Dustin! Sam! Are you alright?” Claire kept her voice down as she knew the lickers were just above them, “Why are you here? I thought you're going to the clock tower.”

“The St. Michael Clock Tower was totally destroyed. I can’t find my team or any survivors there.” Dustin shook his head and stepped back to dress his wounds, “By protocol, I should contact the company by all means. And Sam wanted to come to factory to search for her sister one more time, so...we’re here.”

“This is where your sister worked?” Claire was surprised to hear the coincidence, “There were a bunch of vampire in the meeting rooms...”

“She’s not one of them, I’m sure...” Sam whispered, as if she’s not actually sure but just trying her best to calm herself.

“But the building was under lockdown. How did you come in?”

“Not when we got here. The director of this factory, I thought his name is Henry, was hiding in his room on the third floor...” Dustin painfully gritted his teeth as he treated his wounds, “He’s the one that initiated the lockdown and released those lickers. If we want to get out of here, we need to get in his room.”

“But we need to deal with the lickers first.” Claire looked at them anxiously, “Any ideas?”

“Actually, I notice you have a grenade launcher.” Dustin took a couple of yellow capsules from his backpack, “I found some gunpowder at the clock tower, and made a few acid rounds. Here, they’re very effective against those lickers, as they don’t have skin to protect them.”

“That’s great.” Claire grabbed the rounds and loaded the launcher, “Sam, you stay with Dustin here. I’ll take care of those things.”

“O-OK...” Sam was a bit scared.

“Good luck.” Dustin lay on the table and rested.

Claire nodded with confidence and stepped out the room. She must not fail them. She slowly walked up to the third floor and assessed the situation. There were totally three lickers and they were still unaware of her.

With the help of the acid rounds, Claire easily took down the three lickers that roaming the area. She rushed towards the director’s room.

“Director Henry, right? It’s OK, we don’t want to hurt you!” She knocked on the door and tried her best to remain calm.

But no one answered. And she couldn’t afford to wait forever. She pulled out the quickdraw and fired the large caliber bullet at the door lock to break it. She pushed the door opened and, in shock, saw the bald, half naked director sitting on his desk, **** his penis. There were a pair of puncture wounds on his arm, still bleeding.

“You...you bitches have to...have to break in! Everything was supposed to be perfect!” Henry yelled with anger, his eyes turning red and a pair of fangs came down from his canines, “Now YOU bring this to yourselves!”

Failed to evade him, Claire was pinned on the floor by the furious vampire. His saliva was dripping down from his mouth as he slowly approached her neck. What’s worse, following the demise of the lickers, Sam left Dustin in the restaurant and came upstairs. When Sam saw what’s going on, she screamed in fear.

“Claire! No!” She tried to help but didn’t know how.

“Silence!” Henry looked up and shouted at the intruder while he gazed at her eyes. Struck by the enormous mind control power, Sam immediately shut up and stared blankly at the scene.

“Good...Little girl...take off your clothes and come closer...” Henry whispered as Sam slowly followed his commands.

“Sam! Damn you!” Claire kept struggling angrily but both her hands were tightly gripped by the vampire.

“So I see...You’re one of the few that can resist our power...Sam, is it? Take off this Claire’s trousers for me, will you?” Henry ordered, and Sam soullessly knelt down and crawled towards Claire’s lower parts.

“Now, Claire, you have two choices. One, I turn Sam here and leave you to her. Two, I turn you and I promise I won’t hurt Sam myself.” Henry playfully licked his fangs, “What say you?”