Resident Evil Revival

Chapter 25

The room ahead of them was small. A simple rectangular room with the wall on their right being a window. Past the window, it displayed a small arena-like area. The room they were in was high up giving Cara and her team an overview display of a simulated and very realistic looking area that seemingly depicted a small village. 

Cara's head tilted the moment she noticed the hoards of undead down there. She lowered her weapon and studied the area. This structure of the houses and barn. The large firepit, the church, and the watchtower. Cara has heard of this area, "That's impossible," she thought out loud.

Carlos, Kyle, Todd, and Tucker all entered the small room behind her and froze up at the sight of the countless number of zombies far below them in the fabricated village. Kyle stood next to Cara, "That's a lot of zombies," he admitted.

"No, That's the most possible part..." she spoke with a tone that sounded as if she was seconds away from feeling ill. She casually gestured at the area beneath them through the glass, "This space is an exact replica of the village that Agent Kennedy had reported in the Las Plagas report."

Todd stood next to her and spoke with confusion, "Well, what makes it impossible?"

Cara glanced at Todd. The look in her eyes showed true fear and shock, "That calendar..."

She really did not need to say much to let Todd understand what she fearing. His eyes widened at the thought of the Las Plagas outbreak being a planned outbreak six years after the demise of Umbrella. His eyes then looked to the replicated area and crossed his arms in thought.

Carlos spoke up, "Mind letting the whole class know what you're talking about?" Carlos rested leaning against the glass display wall, as he glared at Cara and Todd. 

Todd looked at Carlos and chose to let them all in on the knowledge, much to Cara's vexation, "When I and the captain were snooping at the offices, she came across a calendar that marked off on October of 89. If that is accurate, then how do they know of the village that was infected by the Las Plaga, fifteen years before it even happened?"

Tucker, Claros, and kyle both stood there, unsure of what to even say to such a unique situation. Cara placed her hand against the glass as she watched the zombies travel and huddle, "It means that this outbreak was planned, even if it wasn't them who did it. They saw it coming."

They all stood there in silence as they took this thought in. Tucker took this moment to check his ammunition and how much he had left on him. He did not kill much back at the halls. there was not much there to put down. 

Carlos gave a heavy sigh at the thought of Umbrella always being one step ahead. A part of him felt sick at the thought that he once had their symbol on his back during raccoon city. To this day, he still seemed to try to excuse himself, whether it being that he didn't know who they were or that he was using their name to help others and be a hero, but he knew it was more of a merc job than it was a heroic mission. 

Cara glanced at Carlos and saw a look of frustration in his eyes as he studied the area underneath them. His eyes then widened at the realization. He stood straight and spoke, "Isn't that Steve?"

The whole team followed the direction of where Carlos' eyes looked. There he was. Steve was on the roof of the house at the far left of the village. He was armed and armored from head to toe. Cara felt as if what he had on him was more than what they did. Cara enjoyed how cocky the boy looked as he aimed at the hoard of undead under him and fired his shotgun. The bodies under fell limp inside the mesh of decaying guts. That must've smelled bad. 

Cara took three steps back and barked out, "Step away from the glass, now!" she said as she aimed Chris' Beretta at the display glass, "Tucker, get the rope out. We'll help him take care of everything down there."