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Chris Redfield walks with Hound Wolf Squad at his back, his tattoos of cherry blossoms and dragon rippling in the light. “Alpha,” Lobo says. “I’m getting readings of something that isn’t human.” Chris turns to him. “Bioweapon?” He asks. “Unknown, sir, I don’t think so.” Tundra gets her rifle ready. “Paris is lovely this time of year,” she comments through comms. Chris tightens his grip on his Dragoon rifle. “Just keep moving,” he says. “Whatever we’ll find, hopefully it isn’t a bioweapon.” Umber Eyes then pipes up through comms, “Whatever Lobo’s getting readings on, it’s not Mother Miranda or the Mold.” Canine hums. “BSAA hasn’t arrived yet.” Chris looks ahead at the theater in front of him. “I’m heading in. Stand by, squad.” Hollers of “Copy that!” “Yes sir!” fill the air as the squad files out.

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            Christine shook slightly as she looked to the rose. “I must check my dressing room…” she looked to them before she headed out of the main theatre. 
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            Chris nods. “Could be.” He turns back to Umber Eyes. “Affirmative,” he says. “It is the same rose.” Chris sighs.
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            She raised an eyebrow as she looked down to the own rose she had in her hand. She went to hand Chris the rose she had. “If it is…it might be identical to this one.” 
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