Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States
A sly grin crossed over her face as she replied.
"Mmm, that might have been part of it too. Actually ..."
By that point she just leaned in and gave him a full kiss, apparently deciding subtle approaches just weren't going to cut it.
Of course, this placed her slightly off balance, and she half fell on top of him in that position, making no attempt at fixing that.
Regina had moved just out of sight of the car, heading a little ways into the bunker. There she discovered the remains of human skeletons, some of which she guessed to be a good fifty or more years old. One in particular was near a piece of paper that had some how survived it all, albeit yellowing in color.
Picking it up, her eyes widened at the date on it.
September 21st, 2152.
The mad man, Albert Wesker managed earlier this month to release the virus called Uroboros into the atmosphere of the planet, beginning what will surely be a global saturation and epidemic. As a result, until a cure can be synthesized, the majority of those who are not already infected have sought refuge in heavily fortified bunkers designed to keep these new creatures out. Unfortunately, creating such a cure has proven next to impossible, and hope is now all but lost. The sudden attack by Wesker, who apparently survived this catastrophe due to his viral infection on the Atlanta bunker came as a complete surprise to everyone, as did the newer version of the T.A.L.O.S project, which was believed to have been wiped out almost a hundred fifty years ago.
As of the publishing of this article, we have since determined three things.
One: Uroboros is no longer airborne.
Two: Infection can still occur through forced sexual contact with an infected host, usually resulting in the creation of more of these creatures if the proper male+female gender specifications are met, though as of now we still have been unable to determine exactly how this works.
Three: Wesker brought with him a T.A.L.O.S tyrant during his attack on the Atlanta facility, and reports indicate the beast may still be there, skulking the inside of the thirty sub-floor facility. Unfortunately, due to the fact this facility also contained the Third Energy generator, which we had hoped to use to go back and reverse this, we have been unable to get to it. Every team we've sent so far has failed to check in, or return.
Colonel Abrahms has sent one final team to the facility, armed with the best weaponry the planet has left, and the technical expertise to go back in time using the Generator. Our hope is that they can either slay the T.A.L.O.S, or get through the 'gateway' before the Tyrant is able to attack them. This reporter has serious doubts of either occurring, and as such has taken the proper steps to ensure the public, what's left of it, know this is likely a failing mission, and to prepare for the worst.
At that point, the clipping ended, and Regina couldn't help but shake her head.
"Shit. If they didn't kill that thing ..."
Her thoughts were cut off by the sound of a roar near by, coming from where she needed to go.
"Fuck!"
She started for the entry, then realized if it WAS the Tyrant, she'd lead it right to the others. Gritting her teeth and praying, she took off in the direction of the beast, hoping to at the least distract it and lose it somewhere inside, and hook up with the others later. If not ... well she'd just have to hope whatever 'technical' expertise was around here that the others could make sense of it, or they were all dead.
She ran, looking over her shoulder once to see where the beast was. It was three feet behind her, gaining ground despite it's massive size. There wasn't enough time to take it into detail as it raised a gigantic arm, which revealed ....
ROCKET LAUNCHER!
Regina barely managed to dive into a side tunnel, probably a maintainence shaft as the rocket went flying past where her body had been, obliterating the far wall at the end of the tunnel.
Meanwhile, on the surface, the roar had gone unheard by Leena and Roger, however the explosions from almost directly under them were very audible. Not to mention the entire vehicle rocked from the sheer concussive force of what felt almost like a brief earthquake below them.
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