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chapter XXI - ghosts

A group of men escorted you out, they drove as fast as possible to the White House.

Making your way through the elongated corridors, people were in shambles everywhere you looked.

Suddenly, you hear someone call your name.

"Hey! Your Y/n y/l/n!" A female voice calls for you, and you turn over your shoulder to look at her. She looked around your age, perhaps a little older, and stood tall and confidently. She wore a red leather jacket and a high pony with a desperate look on her face. You stop as you lift your arm to prevent the agents from stopping her. "The president's daughter...right?"

"Yes. I'm sorry...I don't think we've met..." You offer your hand with a smile, and she grabs it to shake.

"I'm Claire Redfield. I work for TerraSave," she responds, holding her badge around her neck. "I had an appointment to discuss the events in Penamstan, and they had to cancel it. This is urgent news that needs to be reported to the press, but no one will listen. Would you mind taking a look for me? I believe this could be a potential threat to the nation." She pleads, and her features sadden while she hands you a folder.

"Can you tell me what happened in Penamstan?" You ask her as you look at the files.

"Penamstan is just now recovering after a six-year-long war. TerraSave sent me there to help aid the survivors. When I encountered one of them, a young boy drew this...." Claire pauses and takes the file from you to show you a drawing. A drawing depicting horrifying images of people devouring one another. Cannibals. Zombies. Infected. The picture was etched with unique detail, too specific to come from a young child's imagination. Distinct enough that it may look like it came from a memory.

He saw this. They look like ganados...but ganados didn't eat each other. This looks a lot like what was depicted in Racoon City from the reports. Is that what they meant by the cannibal disease? Duh. But why is she willing to show me this? Does she know about The Kennedy Report? Or is she desperate and willing to show me anyway, whether I believed her or not?

"I believe this goes deeper into what happened in Raccoon City." She whispers now.

This just further proves that this is indeed a matter of national security. Something or someone is releasing plagues and infecting innocent civilians. From what you witnessed in Spain, this evidence supports that people are still getting infected. It's not stopping, and it's not going to stops unless someone puts an end to it.

"Y/l/n. The president is waiting." the agent behind you leans in to inform.

You look back at Claire. "I'm meeting with my father now. I'll make sure to request you to meet with him," you tell her, and then you lean closer. "Trust me...I want to stop this as much as you do," you say, and her face brightens.

"Thank you! I appreciate your help. Here! I'll give you my card." she says sincerely, and you give her back the files while she hands you her card.

"Thank you." you grin and quickly turn to the agents that push you forward.

Finally heading to the Oval Office, you hear shouts inside the room. You open the door and see your father sitting at his desk with his hands clamped together as two men surround him at his desk.

"Sir. This is an attack on the United States! We need to take action!"

Your Father looks to you and stands up. Immediately, the men stop conversing.

"An attack? What's going on?!" you say, studying their behavior.

You recognized both men as they requested your "expertise" on multiple occasions. Defense Secretary Wilson, the man in charge of the United States of Defense in the Pentagon, and Presidential Aid Ryan, your father's right-hand man.