In Angel's Clothing-Resident Evil 2

Chapter 21

Your reflection glared back at you from the black glass window, unable to see the people staring at you from the other side. The room was dark and cold, a single light hanging over your head, lighting the area you were told to sit at. It was too dark to see an exit, even if you could find one, you couldn't move.

Your hands were cuffed together with a black ziptie, "So the cuffs didn't cut into your little hands." The CIA agent man said to you. Your fingernails were digging into your skin, leaving irritated, crescent marks. You were angry, no, you were pissed, the events happened so quickly, you wished you had acted faster to prevent what happened a few hours ago.

When the helicopter landed, you woke up Sherry when the doors opened. Leon helped her out of the helicopter. The CIA/FBI agent, you didn't know who he was, but the man had led the three of you ahead somewhere, walking passed the other landing pads where the other choppers landed. The soldiers gathered behind, chaperoning with their weapons drawn in case anything went wrong. You held Sherry close, making sure she stayed by your side. All was going well, until you noticed a black dressed woman speed walk towards the man from out of nowhere, five female soldiers escorting her. She stopped him in his tracks by holding her hand out, gently pulling him aside, talking to him in hushed tones.

You couldn't make out what she said, but it striked the man's attention. He nodded slightly hearing her words, his facial expressions changing every few minutes. When she finished, his expression was blank as a canvas. He turned his head to a few soldiers who stood guard, saying two words that this time, you could hear clearly:

"Separate them."

"NO!" Leon shouted. Your heart stopped, realizing how quickly Sherry was ripped away from your grasp. She began to scream and struggle, attempting to reach towards you. She was unable to shake off the female soldier's grip. "Sherry!!!" You screamed, immediately getting held back by two other female soldiers, getting your arms pinned behind your back. Three male soldiers grabbed onto Leon, pulling him away before he could reach towards you. Their grip on his shoulders made him shout in pain, one of their hands digging into the bandaged wound, causing him to kneel. 

The three of you were separated, taken to different parts of this strange base. Now here you were, hours later, stuck in a dark room, ignoring every single question the people on the other side threw at you.

"Once again, need I remind you that we have the authority to do what we please with you? It's manditory that you answer every question we give you."

The same man from before spoke over an intercom, yet you were still silent. Your eyes were glued to your hands, examining the ziptie, slightly wishing they had given you handcuffs instead. Yet, you don't fancy bobbypins, so that was out of the question.

"We found your identification cards Ms. (L/N). We know you work for Umbrella."

Instantly, you bit your lip hard. You knew you should've just left your wallet back at the hotel, maybe all this would've been easier on you. They noticed the silence, the sudden changes in your expression, they immediately seized the opportunity.

"Ms. (L/N)," A female spoke this time, slightly grabbing your attention. "Were you responsible for the Raccoon City Outbreak?"

Your head snapped up, glaring at the black window with shock. "What the hell kind of question is that?!"

"A serious one. You're one of the few survivors that's connected with the company that began this outbreak. We understand-"

"Appearantly you're wrong!" You cut her off, leaving her silent. "I'm your only lead! Fine, I get that! But that does not allow you to point fingers at the first person you see with a company card."