The Racoon City Incident

Report #8

Repair Plan:

Location: Police station west side clock tower

Due to the high cultural value of the bell, I'm calling a specialist in to make the repairs. Will go over the details once they're on the scene, but in the meantime, I'll take steps to secure the bell since the yoke is threatening to break.

"So the yoke will break if rung...I see." I muttered as I took out the Large Gear and place it in between two other gears in the machinery. I pressed a button as I watched the gears work together. I heard a creak and I look back as I saw a staircase collapse. I walked past the stairs to see if there was anything else I needed to take a look at.

As luck would have it, there was another machinery that I had to put a gear in. I walked up the stairs and saw the last electronic part I needed for the panel. I walked past the bell and saw another machinery that will ring the bell. My eyes then caught sight of a small gear.

I looked back at the machinery and assumed that it needed the Large gear and not the small one. I walked back downstairs and took the Large gear. I walked back to the machinery on the lower floor and inserted the small gear into it. I then heard it hum to life.

I walked back the machinery that needed the Large gear and took it. I ran back upstairs and inserted the Large gear. The gears started to move and after a few seconds, the bell started to ring ferociously as it pushed the box over. As the paper, I read earlier said, the bell was old and it came down.

"I definitely woke some people up..." I muttered as I ran back down and grabbed the box. I opened it and grabbed the last electronic part. "Finally...now the long way back to Jail..." I muttered as I started my trek there.

. . .

"For fuck's sake!" I shouted as I took out the infected dogs. They limply fell to the grounded as I reloaded. "Stay out of my way!" I shouted as I ran to Jail. I found the Power Panel and inputted the two parts. "A puzzle. Just what I needed." I muttered as I started to rearrange the wires so they would connect to the circles.

"And then..." I dragged as I lit all of the lights. I watched as the Jail gate opened and I walked into Ben's cell. I noticed a note on the table as I picked it up and read it.

Ben's Memo

The station's swarming with monsters. Even here I can hear their cries. But it's not the zombies I'm afraid of.

Codename: Tyrant.
The ultimate bioweapon, developed by those bastards in the utmost secrecy. To think that that thing might be wandering around here...

Chances are they've ordered it to wipe out the witnesses.

I put the note down and looked at the man. 'If it was after me...and Leon and Claire found a way into the Police Station...then they'd be titled as witnesses. I'm one...and that FBI Lady is one too.' I thought as I kneeled in front of Ben.

Before I grabbed the key card, I noticed a recorder attached to his belt. I grabbed it and played it. I held it to my ear.

"...But that doesn't explain the rumors about the orphanage. I-I just find it way too coincidental Umbrella's one of the benefactors." The voice sounded like Ben. "You told me this interview was about the new scholarship Umbrella set up." The voice sounded of a woman's. "Come on, Annette. Nobody cares about that. They want to know about the G-Virus, and the--" "Where did you hear about this?" The woman, Annette, asked Ben, but he still continued. "--and that big fucking sinkhole in the city which, by the way, rumor has it goes straight to your underground lab. Now, are you going to talk to me or are you--" "This interview is over." Annette abruptly said as it went dead. "Bitch." I heard Ben mutter as the recording stopped.