Resident Evil Revival

chapter 9

   Steve followed Ada, as she walked at a quick pace. The footsteps of her heels echoed through the halls as the faint smacking of feet on the granite tile floor from Steve.

   "If he's dead then why are you being told that he is alive?" Steve said. From his perspective as a was wearing a lab coat she doesn't perform anything scientific here, so she probably wore it to stay warm.

   Ada spoke and her voice echoed more than her heels, "we got a ping from our locator software, stating that Albert Weaker is in the country this facility is in"

   "Oh! That reminds me.." Steve intervenes the subject, "What country do we live in?". Ada halts and turns, staring at Steve, slightly shocked that nobody informed their location.

   "I honestly think it's best for you not to know. Not that I don't trust you.. it's just-"

   "Ada!", That familiar voice. The sound of heavy boots approached the two characters behind Steve. Clyde entered the conversation and glanced over at Steve then to Ada. "I got the message too, do you really think it's him?". Clyde wore a leather jacket over a camo shirt. His jeans were a bit tight on him as well as the jacket and shirt. His boots were a military style and were tied up. He look like he just got here.

   "I very much doubt it.  If he is alive, he is in cold solid igneous.. reports say that the one guy who was helped on killing him, did so." Ada had retorted as she turned again and started walking again, in a quick pace.  Steve followed as well as Clyde.

   As Steve walked he couldn't help but glance over to Clyde a few times wondering if he is still distant over Steve, it didn't very much seem so since he was walking right next to Steve. Clyde catches his peaking. Clyde shakes his head shrugging about the scenario.

   ".. what do you think?.. Think he's still out there?" Clyde said sternly. His voice was pretty harsh towards Steve, and had no aggressiveness behind his words, relieving Steve.

   "Honestly?.." steve responds "I know this guy was able to warp the atoms around him to teleport and was practically indestructible, but it always comes down to this. If it bleeds, you can kill it.. If he fell into a pit of lava, I have no doubt that he's either long dead, or forever stuck inside the volcano". Steve's words were shocking, and well thought out It impressed Clyde quite a bit, but of course would not show it.

   Ada gave a nod and chuckled at his over the top description "you could just say, yes I think he's dead"

   "Well do you think he's dead?" Steve spoke out to Ada hoping she would agree with his theory... she doesn't say a word. After a few seconds of silence, Steve was just hoping she would acknowledge him.

   They find themselves at the main hall where they meet up with Jason who, as always was at a set of monitors at a cheap wooden desk. Steve, Clyde, and Ada all approach him, "Are you sure that it's his digits?!" Ada said, placing her thin hand on Jason's desk, in attempts to catch his attention. He was able to hear all of the echoing feet on the floor already.

   "Oh.. Uh.. Hey, Steve.." Jason said as he glanced passed Ada letting her know she doesn't need to be so aggressive with him. It, of course, does not let her feel any better nor calm her down. Jason finally looks up to her and speaks, "Why'd you bring Steve?"

   "ANSWER ME!" Ada snaps, smacking his desk. Jason's chill expression jolted in shock from her dominant stance to him. He stares at her, eye to eye, clearly not going to take her attitude. He stands off from his chair.

   "First..." Jason starts with his tone somewhat lowered, Steve could practically feel the grime bass tone leaving his voice. "You need to calm down, now. This digit could easily be a malfunction. We know the badge he wore that has the tracing digits, fell in the lava with him. If it really is him, he would have needed a way to avoid molten lava from destroying the digits' magnetic field, or even the card itself".

   Tracing digits, card, magnetic field. Most of these words Steve could barely grasp how they describe it. Whatever Jason was saying it quickly seemed to calm Ada down a bit.

   It was shocking to see someone stand up to Ada. While everyone sees her as the most reliable person, they all knew they should never start a fight with her, there's always a chance she would rip your head off by just rubbing a pressure point just the right way. To see Jason has no hesitation in standing up to Ada, either means that he can easily overwhelm her, or that he dumb (or smart) enough to be willing to show Ada her place. Either way, it worked and helped her calm down.

"Hey..." Steve spoke up from the silence "Do you mind filling the ignorant in, so they will no longer be ignorant?" Steve's sass was unnecessary, but he felt somewhat insecure over the fact that anything involving either science or technology is beyond him. Thanks to losing 15 years of his life, as well as not remembering his education he does not exactly feel like the smartest tool in the shed at the moment.

   They all see Ada take a visible sigh. Her chest expands as she inhales, and this out as she exhaled and then moves aside to let Steve see Jason, "of course!" Jason spoke out to Steve with a whole different tone. He smiles a bit to Steve "come over to my side. It'll be easier to understand if I show you" he spoke as he was scanning a monitor, click on the mouse a few times.

  Steve does as requested and moves aside. Clyde and Ada to stand behind Jason, who was now back in his chair.
What was displayed on the monitor was a map designed in the shape of South America. A bunch of colored dots of reds and blues scattered all over, especially of the continent of Chile.

   "Ok, do you see these red and blue dots? These represent the people who used to work at this complex" Jason spoke to Steve hoping this would not be too complicated for him. Quickly, Steve gave a nod confirming Jason that Steve is not ignorant.
"Good. The blues are people who have given up on creating BOW's, started a new life and want there past to stay behind them... Thankfully, the majority of the people had moved on from this life and is doing things for their families. Other jobs, new lives, you grasp that." Jason scrolled back on the wheel of the mouse, which had made the map zoom out revealing a golden dot at the edge of North America. "That... is Albert Wesker's dot."

  A few times did the dot blink in and out of existence in the map, "It very much looks like a glitch". Steve sighed and glanced at Ada. She quickly looked relieved. Clyde, however, rose an eyebrow, knowing Steve was just trying to make Ada feel better. A smile curls on Clyde's face as he walked away.

   Jason stared at it intently. He felt as if he was missing something. The blinking was bothering him so much. "No.." He said, "There's something we're missing, here," Steve glanced over to him and so did everyone else.

   Steve turned back to the blinking dot, staring into it as hard as Jason. Something caught his eye as well. Steve spoke, "The blinking... It's a pattern. This isn't just some random flickering, there's a path it's making." Steve's eyes widened as it clicked in his brain what was showing, at the same time did Jason. They both let out calmly,

   "It's Morse code!"

   They both look at each other, smile, and then to Ada. The look she had was not fear, dread, or anything like that. She was annoyed at how similar they were acting. One Jason was annoying enough. Two of them would be Hell to her.

   As Steve chuckled at her expression, Jason was already having a pen and paper looking at the blinking and writing the letters down on the paper.  Jason excited and focused expression, was quickly fading as he wrote the scariest sentence he did not want to write, read, or hear, as Steve read aloud what he wrote.

Ada for once, looked shocked, Jason turned to them showing his wide eyes, Steve concerned and confused what he was reading.

   "THE BSAA WANTS YOUR FULL COOPERATION ON B O W INFORMATION"

   The moment stood, frozen all of them were sinking in the words Steve had said. He stares at the note and sighs breaking the silence with, "What the Hell is a BSAA?"