Last time Claire remembers, she held Steve's lifeless body in her trembling hands; Now she's receiving strange Codes. Clair now in deep questioning sets out on a dangerous quest to find out who is sending the codes and what they all actually mean. O...
My eyes slowly lift apart; the sun was beaming right down in my eyes, and my eyes were extremely sensitive to the light.
My hands slowly rise over my face as I shield my eyes with a groan; I hadn't got much sleep last night, due to the massive amounts of paperwork I was going through.
*Ring!...*Ring!...*Ring!...
My eyes spun to the phone sitting idly on the end of my desk; I can't believe I had feel asleep here. Must've been really tired.
Anxiously I grab the phone and read the caller's ID; it was Leon. I should answer it.
*Click!....
Claire: Hey, what sends you calling so early?
Leon: Trouble; I got some bad news.
I bring my eyebrows closer together in concern; what could be wrong now.
Claire: What is it?
Leon: Clair; we received a report of a zombie like attack at a California Airport in Los Vegas. It seems the attacker displayed superhuman strength and abnormal speed and height.
Those words sent a familiar chill down my spine; that day, that night, when I first came into contact with the virus.
Claire: Are the reports legit?
Leon: I don't know yet, but the D.S.O. are getting on it now; I just hope if it is what I think it is, it hasn't spreaded beyond that airport.
Claire: ...
Words flee my shuttering lips, as the horrid images of Raccoon City replay in my head; just the thought of another outbreak makes me want to rip the skin from my face.
Leon: Claire, you still there?
Claire: ...uh..um..yes, yeah I am still here. I was just thinking about something. Anyways I'll be right down there in a few minute.
Leon: Well, were not sure yet, about what it is; though the description of the attack seemed rather similar to other previous outbreaks. We can't be sure just yet until we go and take a look for ourselves.
He sounds like he doesn't want me to come; I wonder why...
Claire: You don't want me to help?
Leon: No, its not that Claire; you know I never take your help for granted. Its just this maybe a little to soon for you.
The lids over my eyes rise in surprise and marvel; to soon, form what?
Claire: What do you mean Leon?
Leon: I mean, you are already dealing with so much already. And I mean after that last ordeal; I don't know if reliving those type of situations again, would really be the right step just yet. You know what the doctors said.
He must be referring to what happened several mouths back; on that little remote island.
Claire: Leon!, 20 mouths have passed; I'm pretty sure I'm fine. If I could deal with Raccoon City, I can deal with anything.
Leon: Its just what the doctors said in all, about the memory triggers...I just don't want you to get all worked up over a false alarm.
Claire: Well, the doctors are wrong; and I am coming down there and I am helping you. Whether you want me to or not. See you there Leon!
Leon: Claire wa...
My hand hung up so fast, I didn't even have time to think about what I had actually did.
Claire: I guess I have to get cleaned up. I've got some work to do.
To be continued...
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