Claire had been surprised to learn that her savior was a cop just like her own brother was. Before long she had given him her name and explained that she had come to look for her brother who was missing. She merely smiled at his words. She, too, was glad that they had run into each other. It made that nightmare they just faced a little less horrible. As she stared out the window counting raindrops that splattered against the passenger side window she finally felt her body begin to relax again. She found herself hoping that was the only nightmare they had to face and if there were to be more, she hoped they could face it together. Neither of them would be prepared for what lay ahead for them.
As the cruiser they were in began to pull into the city limits, winding its way down the darkened streets, Claire could see just how wrong she had been. Abandoned vehicles littered the streets like the worst case of rush hour traffic. It looked as though countless people had tried to flee the city as quickly as possible and yet failed. Various windows of shops were shattered, likely looted for those that dared to make a break for supplies before hunkering down somewhere. Buying time for whatever that happened to blow over. There were cars that had even hit power poles or buildings. Several fires burned all over the city as if riots had ensued.
Over the local radio station that played on the cruiser's radio an emergency broadcast could be heard repeating: "Attention all citizens: Due to the citywide outbreak, you are advised to take shelter at the Raccoon City police station. Free food and medical supplies will be provided to everyone in need."
"Oh my god, this is so unreal…" Claire let out a soft sigh as she stared out the window at the carnage that was left in the wake of a once bustling city. Claire could hear Leon mentioning that the station wasn't much further. Though she honestly wasn't paying much attention. She was lost in thoughts about the citizens who lived there. If there was anyone left alive. If she would find her brother. "Yeah but…" she mumbled, voicing her own dark thoughts that had been plaguing her, "what if we're the only ones? What if there's no survivors–"
Claire fell silent at his insistence of there being survivors. Her cerulean eyes examined him intently for a moment before she turned away. Perhaps he was right. She really shouldn't think such negative thoughts at least not before they had a chance to search. The cruiser pulled forward a few feet more before the headlights illuminated a barrier that stood in their way. It stretched the length of the road. Overturned and abandoned cars blocked the otherside.
Claire peered out her window at a collection of those nightmare inducing creatures ripping chunks of flesh off a fresh corpse. One creature slowly turned its attention towards their vehicle. "More like running." She stated simply to his comment about walking the rest of the way.
"Jesus Christ!" She exclaimed in surprise as the cruiser began to shake violently. A loud thud ran out as one of the creatures slammed their bodies against Leon's window. Claire snapped her head in the direction of a second slamming that came from her own window. She felt that lump of fear rising up in her throat once more, threatening to have a stranglehold on her. More of the undead began to shake their vehicle as she begged him to back the cruiser up in a frantic panic.
A bright light began to illuminate their faces from behind them. Both turned to see headlights barreling at them from a semi truck showing no signs of slowing down. "What the…" Claire whispered it was as if everything today was trying to kill them and it brought a deep rooted horror to her.
Claire began to throw herself against the side of her door at Leon's behest but the force of the undead bodies against her door made it impossible for her to open it. Panic raised in her chest as she yelled out "I can't!" There was no time now. She braced herself for impact, placing her hands against the dashboard just before the semi plowed into the rear end of their cruiser sending it flying through the barrier and into the rear end of a white car in front of them.
Claire cried out in pain. She felt dizzy as she tried the door on her side. The metal had bent over it, preventing it from opening. She glanced over towards Leon to find that he had already stumbled out of the driver side. Claire clicked the seatbelt from her chest and began to drag her small frame over the center console and towards his open door. Ceruleans widened in stunned surprise as the gas that had apparently started leaking after the accident lit up. Panic set in as she scrambled to free herself from the cruiser, toppling onto the wet pavement with a splat before dragging herself away from the flames.
