Grace — Ranwood
September 29, 2028. The FBI building in the Midwest was just waking up, but analyst Grace Ashcroft was already working on a report on case 199N-PD-45490 — the fourth victim of an unknown disease. The body was discovered in an abandoned government facility, and preliminary investigation indicated a connection to a series of similar incidents.
Special Agent Nathan Dempsey called her several times and summoned her. She jumped up, adjusted her slipping shoe, grabbed the necessary folder, dropping other documents along the way, and was in his office within seconds.
Grace was about to apologize for the unfinished report, but Dempsey hadn't called her in for that. A new body with the same symptoms had appeared. The fifth case. Dempsey handed her the materials and sent her to the scene — the "Ranwood" hotel.
The name struck her like a blow. Eight years ago, her mother, journalist Alyssa Ashcroft, died in this hotel while investigating the activities of former "Umbrella" researcher Victor Gideon. Grace survived then, but her mother's death left a wound she preferred to ignore.
— Maybe it's time to face your fears, — he said. — I'm not pressuring you. I need your help.
Grace didn't know what to say. Her lips trembled, and her chest felt empty.
— Examine the scene and compile a detailed report. That's all for now.
She nodded.
Ranwood greeted her with rain. On the way to the hotel, she flipped through a Ranwood Guide and noticed an information board with announcements about missing people — two women and an elderly couple. They were not related to the current case.
The scene was cordoned off. A police officer called out to her, and Grace was so flustered that she even forgot to introduce herself. Frantically searching for her ID, she silently showed it.
— Is it a virus? Or terrorists?
Grace dryly replied that they were trying to figure it out. The officer snorted: otherwise, the FBI wouldn't be involved. He led her to a passage draped with blue tarpaulin and warned her that the building was unsafe — the hotel was going to be demolished.
Walking through the alley to the back entrance, Grace pushed the door open and found herself in the pitch darkness of a kitchen area. She turned on her flashlight.
Everything was cluttered. In the refrigerator — a rotting mass from which she instinctively recoiled. On the cutting table stood a saucepan filled to the brim with maggots. Underneath it were some notes, but she only glanced at them. In the back of the kitchen, she found a door with a hole punched through it.
— I can't… — she whispered. — This is too much. — Come on, Grace.
She pushed the door open.
Behind it was the scene of the death. Grace opened the folder given to her by Dempsey. Inside — photos of the victim and brief information about the other deceased. All were men over fifty, one was ninety. They had one thing in common: each had survived the Raccoon City disaster in 1998.
Starting the examination, she soon discovered her own photograph attached to a column near the bar. On the back was glued an Old Key and a note: «Need to talk. Room 204». Almost immediately, the front door slammed shut, locking her inside.
Grace shuddered and drew her pistol, but there was no one to shoot. There was dead silence all around. The only way led through the door to the right of the bar. The Old Key fit.
The corridors of "Ranwood" were damp and unwelcoming. In the lobby, she noticed an old "Hotel Brochure", then went to the reception desk and entered the office. In the desk drawer was a Notice of Closure after the incident eight years ago, and on the wall — a Ranwood Hotel Plan. She decided to take it so as not to get lost in the identical corridors.
The staircase in the back of the lobby led her to a landing with a fireplace and a billiard table. There were two doors here. To the right — a locked emergency exit, in the back — double doors tied with wire. Behind them was room 204. Looking around, Grace found Wire Cutters in a toolbox on the billiard table.
Cutting the wire, she walked down the corridor to the red door with the sign «204». Inside, she was greeted by a radio stuttering a report about a new body found in Elbridge. She turned it off and looked around the room.
Her attention was drawn to the bed. On it were laid out dozens of photographs — pictures of Grace herself, taken at different times and in different places, and photographs of her mother, Alyssa Ashcroft. One frame stood out in particular. It was taken that night — October 19, 2018.
Grace — October 19, 2018
Ranwood Hotel room. Rain outside the window. Grace sat on the bed, cross-legged, and typed on her laptop. Alyssa entered without knocking, smiled wearily, and tried to send her daughter to bed.
The phone rang suddenly. The person on the other end asked for "Miss Ashcroft," but hung up almost immediately. Then the lights went out in the room.
Alyssa immediately understood what was happening.
— Grace, we're leaving.
She handed her daughter a flashlight, asked her to be quiet, and led her into the hallway. Approaching the next door, Alyssa took a pistol from her purse.
In the dark hallway, they encountered an elderly hotel employee — a portly, gray-haired man in a suit and glasses. He apologized for the power outage and was about to explain that everything would be fixed soon. But his words were cut short: a man in a black hood pounced on him from the darkness. A bag over his head, a swift slash of a knife — and blood gushed from his slit throat.
Alyssa opened fire. Four shots in a row. The attacker staggered back and disappeared into the hallway. The gray-haired man collapsed without a sound.
Alyssa locked the door, went to the painting on the wall, and hid something important behind it — something that had been in her bag. Then she moved a luggage cart against the wall, masking the hiding place.
They ran further down the corridors, lighting the way with narrow beams of flashlights. In the next hall, Alyssa closed the door. Grace, unable to bear it, called the police and reported a murder at the "Ranwood" hotel. When she hung up, she was overcome with shock. Grace began to shake. She could barely breathe.
Alyssa hugged her, made her look into her eyes, slowly count her breaths. She said she would explain everything someday. She called her daughter her hope. She asked her to remember that. Grace didn't understand what she was talking about. Alyssa only repeated that she loved her.
In the next moment, the man in the hood appeared from the darkness. A sharp movement — and the blade entered Alyssa's throat. Grace's scream tore through the corridor. Blood splattered on her face, and her mother's body slumped almost instantly.
The attacker paused for a second, looking at Grace. The face under the hood was indistinguishable, but the breathing seemed hoarse, wet. He said only:
— Gotcha.
And suddenly collapsed himself, hitting a lamp. It fell, the carpet caught fire, and a fire started.
Grace fell to her knees next to her mother, clutching her clothes and screaming, losing her voice. The world around her was already burning, but for her, only the motionless body on the floor existed.
The memory broke off.
Grace — Escape from Ranwood
Grace sat on the floor of room 204, clutching a photo of her mother. The silence was broken by a phone call — it was the cell phone left on the bed. She answered, but there was only silence on the line.
Before her death, Alyssa hid something behind the painting. "Something important. I'll explain later." So, she needs to search in the lobby.
Grace went downstairs. On the wall opposite the reception desk hung the same painting, in front of it — a metal luggage cart. Moving it aside, Grace reached the niche. Inside lay a leather folder.
In the folder — Alyssa's diary with entries from three days before the tragedy. An unknown person in a hood was watching her, and this seriously worried her. She was going to leave to protect her daughter. Under the diary was a floppy disk without a signature. Grace took it.
At that moment, a policeman who had let her in appeared in the lobby. He was holding his neck, complaining of burning, and then his body began to break. Several teeth fell to the floor, his eyes darkened — it was no longer the same person standing before her. He had a shotgun in his hands.
Grace recoiled, but her jacket caught on the cart. She pulled out her pistol, but the opponent knocked it out with a blow. The weapon fired into the void. The policeman advanced. When he crashed into the cart, Grace slipped out of her jacket and fell. On the floor, she noticed and picked up the Emergency Exit Key.
The creature lunged again. A poker was at hand. Grace struck — once, twice — until the metal entered its eye. The body went limp, but a second later the creature came to life and bit her arm.
She rushed up the stairs. The key worked, the emergency exit door swung open. The monster lunged after her, breaking the glass. Grace grabbed a shard and plunged it into his neck, then pushed the body outside.
It seemed like it was all over. But there was light on in the room, and music was coming from above.
Grace followed the sound and entered the hall. A man was sitting in a chair. In front of him was a gramophone, next to it lay a strange mask resembling a mechanical night vision device.
He calmly announced that he had brought her here deliberately. He planted the body. The meeting was his idea too. He was looking for her specifically. Someone special.
When the man stood up, Grace got a full view of him: a snakeskin cloak, ashen, scarred skin, and greasy hair slicked back.
The door behind her was locked. He grabbed her throat and squeezed. The world went dark. As Grace lost consciousness, he quietly said: — We have so much to do.
Leon — Elbridge — a few minutes earlier
Elbridge met Leon with rain. Two police crews had blocked off a section of the street. A man's body lay under a thick sheet. Leon crouched down, lifted the edge, and carefully examined the skin—the same black blisters, unlike ordinary lividity.
Over the radio, they asked if he was sure. Leon confirmed. This was the sixth victim. All of them were survivors of Raccoon City. And they all had the same cause of death.
He returned to the car. The radio reported a new suspect: Victor Gideon, a former Umbrella scientist who worked with the T-virus. Almost simultaneously, news came of a missing police officer: he had disappeared in the same place where the fifth body was found. Leon silently studied Gideon's photo on the smartphone screen and requested the address.
Before he could get there, he noticed a man in the crowd walking in the rain with a girl on his shoulder. Victor Gideon. Passersby didn't react—as if they didn't notice anything strange. Leon braked, jumped out onto the road, nearly getting hit by oncoming traffic.
Gideon turned around. Their eyes met. When a random woman asked, "What's going on?" he calmly replied that everything was fine, then pulled out a pistol and started shooting darts at those around him. People fell, writhed, and got up as something else.
Leon rushed forward, pushing through the crowd. Over the radio, he was warned not to risk it. — Me? Never.
The first to change was the woman who asked the inconvenient questions. She lunged at a passerby as if she was going to kiss him, but a second later, she bit off the poor guy's nose.
Leon acted without hesitation: a stunning shot, a kick, a few more accurate hits, and a final blow with a hatchet—the head exploded like a ripe watermelon.
He continued to move forward, eliminating those who got too close. Over the radio, he ordered "Renwood" to be closed. In the box on the left were pistol cartridges, and a little further away, in the van on the right, was green herb for restoring health. Panic grew, and there were more and more infected.
At the intersection, several cars collided, one passing inches from Leon. He began to lose patience and pulled out "Requiem"—his favorite revolver, eliminating any obstacle with a single shot.
Breaking through the crowd, Leon realized he had lost Gideon. However, the trail did not end there. The radio reported that after the collapse of Umbrella, Gideon had acquired the Rhodes Hill Medical Center building. They promised to send the address.
Leon removed his glove and examined his left hand. The same black blisters that the dead had were appearing on his skin. He silently put the glove back on.
— Leon. We don't have much time.
He understood that without being told.
Grace — Rhodes Hill [Part 1]
Grace woke up hanging upside down. Blood flowed through catheters into clear reservoirs. Suppressing panic, she yanked the tubes—the stand overturned, one of the containers broke. With a shard of glass, Grace cut the straps, freed herself, and, rocking the gurney, fell to the floor with it. After catching her breath, she finally freed herself and got to her feet.
The room contained medical devices and a Observation Sheet. According to the records, she was given an anti-inflammatory drug—probably to counteract the effects of the bite at the hotel.
Grace went out into the hallway. There was almost no light—only the moonlight from the window and the red emergency lighting on the right.
She headed towards the dim light and noticed a working switch. Clicking it, she turned on the lights ahead. At the end of the corridor stood a statue of a horse. To the right were wards numbered 201 and 202: one was locked, the other was plunged in darkness.
Around the corner was a distribution panel for the grid blocking the way, but only one fuse was active. In the chest of drawers by the chair at the end of the corridor, Grace found an Angel Key. It opened ward 201.
Inside, it was safe — the typewriter clearly hinted that it wouldn't be touched here. At least, not for now. There was an empty bottle in the locker, and in the adjacent storage room, there was a lighter and a fuse box under glass. To remove the glass, a Screwdriver was needed.
The noise from above made her look up. There was a hole in the ceiling.
The lighter allowed her to examine the dark ward. It turned out to be a children's ward. On the nightstand was a book, "Phantom Shadow" by Harriet Jones. The last page, stained with something resembling blood, warned: "Don't go into the shadow."
In the utility room, Grace found a note on a cardboard box. It said that the Screwdriver was in the toolbox at the nurse's station.
Grace left the room and headed to the nurse's station. It was opposite the room where she had regained consciousness. As soon as she opened the door, a corpse fell out on her. She didn't have time to examine it: a giant paw dragged the body upwards, and in a second, the monster's jaws closed on the dead man's head.
It was something that may have once been human. Now the creature occupied almost the entire space, but in the dark, Grace couldn't see it completely. However, she clearly remembered a row of sharp, bloodied teeth.
Jumping to her feet, she lit the lighter. The flame illuminated the monster, resembling a mutated Girl in a dress — however, it had long ceased to be a girl. Grace rushed towards the light, remembering the warning from the book. The creature lunged after her and tried to enter the room, but the light burned its skin. The creature retreated and disappeared into the ceiling hole. So, stick to the light.
Returning to the nurse's station, Grace found a Medical Injector for full recovery. On a shelf at the end of the room was a red toolbox — too high. She needed to roll over a cart.
The first attempt ended with the crash of a fallen tray. The creature became active. Grace hid under the overturned cabinet and waited for it to leave. When everything was quiet, she got out, opened the cabinet that the cart had previously blocked, and took the green herb.
On the second try, the cart was in place without a sound. Grace climbed onto it, opened the box, and took the Screwdriver.
On the way back, the Girl blocked the road again. Grace retreated to the room where she woke up, but soon the light went out there too. She had to make her way past the creature, throwing an empty bottle to distract it.
Waiting for the moment, Grace rushed into ward 201 and, using the screwdriver, opened the cabinet, retrieving the Fuse. The light went out completely, and the creature reappeared from the hole in the ceiling.
Grace didn't hesitate. She ran to the fenced area and inserted the Fuse into the block. Power was restored, and the grate moved. Grace dived under it without waiting for it to rise completely.
The creature couldn't go any further — the light burned its skin. But at the last moment, it grabbed Grace's leg and dragged her back.
Leon — Rhodes-Hill [Part 1]
Leon drove up to the Rhodes-Hill clinic. The surveillance cameras had undoubtedly already informed the owner of the visit. In the hall, he was met by Gideon's assistant, who said that the doctor was waiting. The door behind him closed. Leon ironically remarked that he hadn't been invited, but still followed her.
On the way, she briefly explained that patients were undergoing experimental therapy, so the center did not publicize its activities. Leon was left in the waiting room under camera surveillance. Inside were devices, X-rays, photos of Gideon and his team, and documents.
An emergency protocol was announced over the loudspeaker. The same girl ran into the office and said that they needed to leave urgently — the hospital was under quarantine. The next second, an infected person approached her from behind. A chainsaw roared and pierced the woman from behind, exiting through her chest.
Leon drew his pistol, pushed the chair into the attacker, and dodged the blow. — I'll look for another clinic.
He opened fire. The infected got too close and swung the chainsaw. Leon intercepted the blade with a hatchet, threw the opponent back, and finished him off with several shots. However, he was not alone. Other infected were already advancing. They paid almost no attention to the running chainsaw — even when it was tearing their limbs apart, spinning on the floor.
Leon stuck a hatchet into one's shoulder, pushed him away, and shot him in the head. The third raised the chainsaw, but couldn't handle it — the blade swung back and pierced the infected person standing behind. The machine finished what it had started.
— Class.
Leon picked up the chainsaw and quickly dealt with the remaining ones.
After examining the room, he found a box of pistol ammo and in a glass cabinet — a mixture of herbs (G+G). After sawing off the metal bolt, he got out. Through the next room, he went to the hall with the fireplace. Mr. Raccoon was twitching on the fireplace — Leon shot the figure without regret. He knew what to do with them.
Going upstairs, he activated the communication, asked to find a floor plan, and said that he would look for the doctor.
In the main hall, he saw a girl who was trying to slip under the grate, but the monster grabbed her and dragged her back. Leon opened fire. With the fifth shot from "Requiem", he blew the monster's head off.
Grace introduced herself as an FBI agent and said she had been kidnapped. Leon assumed Gideon was behind it and that it was no accident.
The bars came down again, separating them. The shutters and windows in the clinic closed. Leon handed Grace "Requiem" through the bars and told her to leave. He turned on his flashlight and stepped into the darkness.
Victor Gideon was waiting for him there. Leon tried to shoot, but Gideon was faster - he grabbed him by the neck and lifted him off the ground. He examined Leon through his device.
— You're slow. The symptoms have already appeared. The doom of "Umbrella".
Leon went limp in his hands.
Grace — Rhodes-Hill [Part 2]
Grace went downstairs. Almost all the doors were locked, only the far room on the right was open. It was a security room. Inside was a safe zone: a typewriter, a storage box, and an ancient coin on the table. There was a notice on the board about a medicine cabinet, a "Medical Center Brochure" was lying on the table next to it, and green herb was near the fireplace.
There was a corpse in the next room. A pale-haired girl was sitting behind a glass partition. From the cloudy eyes and careful movements of her fingers across the page of a Braille book, Grace realized that she was blind.
— Who's there? — the girl asked quietly.
Grace answered calmly, trying not to scare her. She asked what had happened and why she was here alone. The girl only said that everyone had left.
The man lying next to her suddenly twitched and croaked one word — Leave.
Near his body, Grace found a West Wing Keycard and a Flashlight. The girl behind the glass no longer responded. Opening her cell required third-level access - Grace didn't have such a key yet.
Rhodes-Hill West Wing
Grace checked "Requiem". One bullet. She would have to shoot only as a last resort.
From the security room, she went out into the hall and studied the "Rhodes-Hill" plan. The east wing was occupied by wards, the west wing by administrative premises. Behind the reception desk was a door with three recesses - Moon, Sun, Star. Grace remembered the motto from the "Medical Center Brochure".
She went up the stairs opposite the place where she was separated from Leon and found green herb at the end of the corridor. There was no further passage. The only route led to the west wing - she already had a keycard.
The corridor led to two obstacles. One door was blocked by a grate and required first-level access. The other had a recess for an item, but there was nothing to insert there. The kitchen remained.
There, an infected cook methodically chopped meat, blocking the passage. One bullet was not enough, and Grace decided not to shoot. She slowly pushed the cart forward, hiding each time the cook stopped chopping and came to check the pot. After several approaches, she managed to slip through.
The next corridor was dark. An infected person wandered to the right, obsessed with keeping the light off. Grace didn't point her flashlight at him and went to the left. In the toilet, an infected maid senselessly rubbed broken glass, smearing blood. Green herb was lying nearby. Waiting for her to get distracted, Grace took it.
Further on, a homemade knife was lying on the table. Nearby was a locked box that required a lock pick. Grace found the switch and, unable to think of anything better, turned on the light to lure the "light-hating" infected person out of the right corridor. She hid behind the partition, waited for him to pass by, and slipped into where he had just been. At the end of the corridor, another green herb and a door awaited her, opening a bypass to the central hall. Now it was possible to return without going through the kitchen again.
Through the double doors, she entered the dining room. Corpses lay everywhere, the infected were feeding right on the table, howling was heard from above. Going around the hall on the right, Grace picked up a B934 Pistol. Another infected person crawled out from under the table - she preferred to flee. At the exit, she grabbed an empty bottle and slammed the door shut.
In the next corridor, she jumped over the broken window of the reception desk. Inside, she found pistol ammo and another homemade knife. For a second it seemed that the pursuit had stopped, but the infected person still broke inside. Grace shot him in the head, pushed him away, and while he was lying down, stabbed him with a knife until he stopped twitching.
There was a locked door with access control at the reception desk, so Grace returned to the corridor. Another ancient coin was lying on the dresser, and a resource box was near the stairs to the second floor.
Her attention was drawn to the door with the valve. She tried to open it, but the valve fell off. She would have to look for another way.
Moon Quartz
On the third floor, Grace found pistol ammo, but the deformed door wouldn't budge, and she returned to the second floor. The offices were closed, but the lounge bar was open. That's where the source of the howling was - an infected singer. Grace sneaked past, took another "Ancient Coin" from the piano, and abruptly turned right, accidentally hitting the keys.
The corridor led to a gallery. Here, there was a locked cabinet and a locked box. In the gallery, Grace found a bloodstained robe and a Folded Note mentioning the chairman and quartz. Nearby were pistol ammo and green herb.
Opposite was the chairman's office - it was open. Inside, Grace found a box with a unicorn figure and opened it. Inside was a Red Stone. It fit the door she had seen earlier on the way to the kitchen. There was a notepad with torn pages on the table, currently useless. Nearby - a Copy of an email to the manager.
Turning on the light by the wall, Grace noticed a large safe with four panels and buttons with symbols of the Sun, Moon, and Star.
In the back room, she encountered an infected manager looming over the corpse of a secretary. He rose and moved towards her. Grace went around the table, pulled pistol ammo from his desk drawer, and finished him off with a few shots.
There was an ordinary Pencil on the table, and a crumpled page in the trash can. Unfolding it, Grace received a Note to the Chairman with an order to activate "Code 6" at 22:30. With the pencil, she returned to the notepad and, coloring over the page, revealed hidden text. It turned out to be a Chairman's Note with the sequence: Moon - Sun - Star - Moon.
The code worked for the safe. Inside was Moon Quartz - the first of three items needed to get out of here.
Grace returned to the central hall and inserted the moon quartz into the door above the reception desk so she wouldn't have to carry it around. Then she peeked into the security room and prepared for the next sortie.
Returning to the first floor of the west wing, she heard that the cook had left the kitchen and was now patrolling the corridors. His route passed by the door with the red stone slot. Waiting for the moment, Grace slipped to the panel and inserted the stone. The door to the living room opened. She closed it manually so the cook wouldn't notice anything.
The living room was full of resources: three ancient coins, green herb, and other supplies hidden in the urn behind the bar. There was also a severed hand clutching a Keycard from the east wing.
Along the wall were four sealed boxes that opened with ancient coins. Now it became clear why she was collecting them. Grace had six coins. For four, you could increase weapon damage or health, for six - increase the capacity of the blood system. She didn't understand exactly what this meant yet, so she didn't risk it and exchanged three coins for a hip bag. An extra space never hurts.
Finishing with the west wing, Grace returned to the central hall. She had already combed one direction. Now it was time for the east wing.
East Wing Rhodes-Hill
Grace left the security room, crossed the central hall, and opened the door to the east wing. She found herself in a small lobby. There was a dancing Mr. Raccoon figurine on the reception desk. Grace broke it with a knife.
The large door opposite was locked. To the right was a nightstand with a built-in locked drawer. The only way left was down the corridor past the desk. At the end of it lay green herb.
In the reception office, she found an opened corpse without internal organs on the table. There was a bracelet on the dead man's wrist, but it couldn't be removed. The mechanism probably reacts to the presence of organs. There was a locked safe in the corner - Grace remembered this and moved on.
There was an infected in the procedure room. There was a hemolytic injector on the table to the right. Taking it, Grace crept up from behind and eliminated the target without wasting ammo. Almost immediately, another infected fell from the operating table. She calmed this one down with a couple of accurate shots and slipped into the dark corridor.
Another infected was wandering at the intersection to the right, painfully reacting to the light. Grace didn't attract his attention and went through the far door.
This is how she got into the hematology laboratory. There were scraps in the locker, and a Blood Collection System on the table. Now it became clear: infected blood here serves as a resource. It can be collected from puddles, buckets, and other places of accumulation, and then used to create items.
Next to the computer was a Blood Sample (denaturation). Samples can be analyzed in a device with a laser microscope, opening up new recipes. The procedure turned out to be a small logical problem: it was required to activate the atoms in the diagram. In this case, the solution was simple - it is enough to activate the central cube to activate the neighboring ones.
Grace returned to the corridor to the infected who was stubbornly flipping the switch. She distracted him in the same way and slipped behind him. In the center of the corridor was the entrance to the isolation ward, but the door required a second level of access.
Suddenly, three infected appeared in the side passage. The surgeon with a massive saw looked especially dangerous. Grace didn't take any chances, crouched down, and hid behind the plants by the fireplace. The surgeon went ahead, the other two turned back. Waiting until it was safe, she followed, but soon fell behind and darted into the door on the right.
It was a waiting room. A maid was unsuccessfully wiping blood from the floor, and in the far corner stood an infected with an IV stand. Almost blind, he was acutely sensitive to noise and began to smash everything around.
Grace took advantage of this. She threw an empty bottle towards the maid. The infected pounced on the sound and beat her to death. When he calmed down, Grace crept up from behind and injected the hemolytic injector. The body was torn apart. After him remained a blood transfusion bag - a useful resource for crafting. Grace also collected the puddle of blood that the maid was trying to wipe up.
Now the reception room could be searched calmly. She broke the urns by the wall and in the corner, as well as a small green vase on the table. There were scraps in the desk drawer. Nearby - the file Safe Replacement and an open safe with two ancient coins.
Through the far door, she opened a shortcut to the central hall. It was a good time to return to the security office, put away unnecessary items, and talk to the girl in the cell again. She mentioned a friend, Marie, who used to live next door and disappeared one day. The hole in the ceiling hinted at how it might have ended. She remembered the Girl. Grace said she would look around some more, and before leaving, Grace collected blood near the man's body — resources are more important than ever now.
Now it became clear why a manual increasing the capacity of the blood collection system was needed. Grace counted the ancient coins — exactly six. This means you can visit the living room again, not forgetting that the cook is still patrolling there.
After taking the manual, she returned to the waiting room and headed to the corridor where she had previously seen two infected. Near the stairs, she broke a Mr. Raccoon figurine and an inconspicuous white jug on the dresser — inside was an ancient coin. She noticed another ancient coin on the table nearby.
Grace moved on, but two infected blocked the way. After dealing with them, she went up the stairs and noticed a Map of the East Wing (hospital wards) on the wall. Now it was clear which rooms had already been explored and which had not.
To the left was the chief researcher's office. Inside — a typewriter, a vase with resources, and a lock pick. Unfortunately, it's single-use.
In the next office there was a safe, similar to the one the chairman had, but locked. Grace studied three photos of scientists and read the Note from the Chief Researcher. It said that if the safe code could not be found, corrosive substance could be obtained in the conference room to open it.
Going out into the corridor, she noticed a corpse with a shining bracelet on its arm. Grace removed the ID-bracelet (level 1). At that moment, a new creature jumped out at her — not the Girl, but something massive, blurred, barely fitting in the passage. A Chunk.
Grace ran into the office — the creature could not squeeze inside and only reached out to her. Waiting for it to retreat, she jumped out onto the stairs and returned to the waiting room. There, the bracelet allowed her to open the door. Inside lay pistol ammo, 12.7×55 mm large-caliber ammo, and "Blood Sample (convergence)". Its analysis opened up the possibility of creating large-caliber ammunition. Now Grace had two rounds for the "Requiem" — and the prospect of learning how to produce new ones.
She went to the lobby of the east wing, opened the locked box with a lock pick and received a rare metal needed to craft ammo for the "Requiem". Then she headed to the hematology laboratory, playing a little catch-up with Chunk along the way: she lured him to the remaining infected, whom he, chasing Grace, crushed out of his own naivety. However, he could not get into the laboratory itself.
The analysis of "Blood Sample (convergence)" turned out to be more difficult than the previous one. First, it was necessary to activate the second inactive block on the left to activate the neighboring one and deactivate the opposite ones, then the central one on the right, activating the entire chain.
In the laboratory, Grace opened the back room with a bracelet. In the corner lay green herbs, on the shelf — scrap. On the left, she found a blood transfusion bag, an empty injector, and a Blood Sample (reversibility). Nearby — a record from Victor's diary from 2004, which mentioned a certain child in passing.
Since she was already here, Grace immediately sent a new sample for analysis. This turned out to be the most difficult option — at least four steps. She unfolded the grid into a symmetrical "butterfly", almost like the letter X, then activated the central block, the upper right, the lower left, and the upper left. The analysis was completed successfully. Recipes for stimulants and steroids were opened, and it became clear why an empty injector was needed.
Sunstone Quartz
Returning to the second floor, Grace decided to close the issue with Chunk. She crafted a couple of injectors, checked the rounds in the "Requiem", and began to stalk the fat man, sneaking up from behind. Two injectors and one accurate shot to the head from the "Requiem" were enough. A "Keen Eye" decoration remained at the site of his death.
After that, she returned to the locker room where Chunk had crawled out earlier. She collected blood, broke a box with resources, and took scrap from the closet. The main find was a note with the code from the safe in the reception room.
Nearby was a passage to the conference room. Grace hurried there for the corrosive substance. An infected singer lived here, so making noise was dangerous. At the entrance, she took an ancient coin from the table, but could not go further — the singer guarded the entrance and could awaken other infected.
Grace decided to act for sure and took out the "Requiem". She had to spend the second round. She lured three infected into a narrow passage and fired. The bullet pierced the heads of everyone at once. Grace mentally thanked Leon for this gift — without the "Requiem" she would not have gotten out of here.
She finished off the singer with nine millimeters. By herself, she did not pose a serious threat, but her scream could stun. It was possible to replenish ammunition right there: there were rounds on the floor, and after her death there was another ancient coin. In the conference room, Grace read the patient's medical record and took the corrosive substance.
Returning to the chief researcher's office, Grace encountered Victor Gideon. He greeted her calmly, introduced himself, and reminded her that the clinic belonged to him. He said that he had been looking for her for a long time, called her unique, and stated that with her help he would be able to complete "Elpis".
While Grace held him at gunpoint, he assured her that he had not kidnapped her, but freed her. At that moment, the alarm howled again, and Gideon announced the start of the second phase.
— Want to lift the veil of secrecy?
She did not answer. She ran out of the office, barricaded the door, and, slamming the second one, pretended to rush into the corridor, but hid in a niche. Gideon rushed after her, shouting her name:
— Grace! You can't escape fate.
When his footsteps subsided, Grace returned to the room with the safe.
— What does my fate have to do with it?
The corrosive substance dissolved the lock, but inside was a mechanism with symbols. She remembered the photos scattered around the room and entered the combination: Star — Sun — Moon — Sun.
Inside lay the Sun Quartz — the second of three. There was also a leather notebook with instructions on how to open the organ container and notes on Spencer's research on the mutated T-virus strain, thanks to which the infected retained their former habits.
With the Sun Quartz, Grace returned to the central hall. Now she needed to obtain the organs in order to get a second-level access bracelet. She understood how to do it. It remained to find out where to look for them, so she decided to check all the first-level doors she had encountered before.
Search for artificial organs
First, Grace headed to the west wing — to the entrance to the kitchen, where she saw the first door with first-level access. The zombie chef was still patrolling the area, but his route had changed, and Grace was able to slip to the right door. On the way, she looked into the living room, where for four «Ancient Coins» she took another upgrade and dealt with the risen clerk.
Opening the door with the bracelet, Grace took the green herb from the chest of drawers. The corridor behind it led to several rooms: on the right — a stairwell with a resource box, on the left — a door with an image of an angel. Behind it was the caretaker's safe room: a typewriter, storage box, debris, lockpick and wrench.
The wrench immediately reminded me of the door with the valve — according to the map, there was a refrigeration chamber behind it. Grace did not rush there. On the wall opposite, she read a notice about construction work and learned that there was a garage nearby.
Having received the lockpick, she remembered the locked box in the corridor behind the kitchen. The infected, obsessed with switches, was still wandering nearby. Grace distracted him again with the light and opened the box — inside was a rare metal. By this point, there were already four rounds in the Requiem's drum, and this added confidence.
Artificial lungs
Through the corridor behind the caretaker's room, she went to the garage. In the back was a truck with a container for transporting organs. Grace removed the panel and, checking the instructions, set the regulator to the HAND position, raised the right slider halfway, lowered switches No. 5 and No. 2, then returned the regulator to AUTO. The container opened. Inside lay artificial lungs. There was one more organ left.
On the way back, the passage was blocked by a giant tractor, driven by an infected. Grace retreated and shot at the windshield — to no avail. The second shot broke the window, the third she removed the driver. The tractor crashed into the truck and stalled. She crawled under the car, looked into the open room on the right, broke two boxes with resources and left the garage.
Artificial heart
Next, Grace went up the stairs opposite the caretaker's room. On the third floor, she collected resources and returned to the second, to the spacious office hall. There was a microscope here, but there was nothing more to analyze. She walked around the room, picked up a lockpick and an empty bottle, found the Safe Code in the lounge bar and read the note Background Check — she was being watched from September 9 to 16. She didn't touch the resource box: an infected person was hiding in the archive, reacting sharply to noise.
Entering the archive, Grace repeated the familiar trick with the bottle, forcing one infected to attack another, and then finished off the remaining one with an injector. She took a blood transfusion bag from him. The archive also contained a homemade knife, an empty injector, a Cleanup Team Report and a resource box. Returning to the office, she broke the box, then looked into the kitchenette for a green herb and broke another Mr. Raccoon figurine.
The corridor led to the lounge bar area on the right and to the descent to the door with the valve on the left. The singer patrolled the passage. Grace didn't take any chances and shot from the Requiem. There were three rounds left. The singer left an ancient coin. She finished off the other two infected with a nine-millimeter.
In the bar, Grace broke a vase with resources and found her S&S M232 on the counter — a pistol she once bought with her first salary. There she opened the safe with the combination 10 to the left, 80 to the right, 30 to the left and took three ancient coins. After that, she went to the chairman's office and opened a box with a rare metal with a lockpick.
It was time for the refrigeration chamber. The cook changed his route again, and Grace crept up on him from behind, using an injector. That was enough. She took the key to the pantry from the body, but almost immediately encountered a new type of infected — with red growths on his head. He was faster and more resilient than the others, but one Requiem round was enough.
Grace opened the refrigeration chamber with a wrench. Inside lay debris, resources, a blood transfusion bag and an Artificial Heart. Now she had a complete set.
Before returning to the east wing, she looked into the registry, where she could now open the door with a bracelet, and took pistol cartridges and a hip bag. Then she returned to the kitchen and cleaned out the cook's pantry: a resource box, debris, the Ambush decoration, a supply of infected blood and a case with a cartridge for the Requiem.
In the east wing, in the reception room, she opened the safe with the combination 30 to the right, 10 to the left, 50 to the right and received another three ancient coins. After that, she went to the body on the examination table and installed the heart and lungs. The patient came to life — and immediately became a threat. Grace finished him off and removed the ID bracelet (level 2).
Star Quartz
Now Grace headed to the isolation ward with emergency lighting. The corridor to it led either from the procedure room or through the waiting room. At the end of the isolation ward, she found the notes Secondary Mutation. They described infected people with red growths on their heads — they were called Bubbleheads.
Any infected person could move into this stage, and the only way to stop the transformation was to destroy the head. Nearby lay a nurse's log. At the door to the security chief's office, Grace picked up debris and a green herb.
Inside the office, the dead security chief was sitting at the table. In the torn notebook, she bent the corner of the page and got the combination for the last safe with quartz: Star — Star — Moon — Sun. The problem was that the engraving on the safe was damaged — the symbols were not readable, only the Braille font remained. This meant that the help of a blind girl was needed. On the hand of the deceased, Grace found an ID bracelet (level 3). After taking the pistol cartridges, she went back out.
Four infected individuals escaped from the isolation ward. Grace didn't engage immediately; she surveyed the room, collected pistol ammo and debris, then quietly followed them. They dispersed in different directions at the exit, and she only had to eliminate two. She returned to the central hall through the waiting room — the same route she would later use to lead the girl.
Descending to the cells, Grace peered into an empty one. Inside lay a Mr. Raccoon figurine and a child's doll. Examining it, she became convinced that the mutated Girl who had been pursuing her was once a normal child — Marie.
She opened the cell and introduced herself. The blind girl's name was Emily. She agreed to help and read the inscriptions, but Grace had to carry her. First, she decided to clear the path. Grace sat Emily on the couch in the security room, returned to the isolation ward, and eliminated a Bloater, then retrieved the girl and led her to the office.
At the safe, Emily began to read the symbols by touch. Almost immediately, infected individuals converged on the isolation ward from all sides. Grace left the girl in the office and went to meet the threat.
Initially, two tried to pincer her — one emerged from a small room on the right, the other crept up from the left. Grace retreated, using the broken window as a detour. Then two more appeared. She shot one and found a blood transfusion pack and pistol ammo in the open doorway. When she dealt with the fourth, one of the already defeated infected rose again, transforming into a Bloater. Grace prepared "Requiem" and fired the moment the growth fully formed. The threat disappeared.
Emily's voice came from the office — she was finished. Grace returned, but suddenly the mutated Girl broke through the wall, grabbed Emily and the quartz, and disappeared into a dark chasm in the floor. Grace didn't hesitate.
— This is all my fault.
She wasn't going to leave Emily in trouble. Grace descended into the chasm.
Leon — Rhodes-Hill Attic (October 9, 04:41)
Leon sat tied to a chair in the attic of the medical center. Victor Gideon stood before him. He calmly inquired why Leon had come — because of him or because of her — and, without waiting for an answer, picked up a scalpel from the table.
— Then let's begin the treatment.
— Only silently, if you please, — Leon said dryly.
Gideon chuckled. He asked if he believed in evolution, in progress, in the inevitability of change. He ran his fingers through his hair, then along his neck, where growths were already showing under the skin. A light movement of the scalpel — a thin line of blood spread across Leon's neck.
— Will you recognize your illness? Yes.
— I still have a question. How long has it been since you brushed your teeth?
Leon stared straight ahead. When Gideon began to talk about how his whole life was a series of failures, Leon had already cut the rope with a knife hidden on his belt. Waiting for him to finish, he lunged forward and kicked Gideon in the stomach. He staggered back but almost immediately rushed back. Leon kicked him in the thigh, turned, and threw him into the closet.
Gideon adjusted his helmet and, without continuing the fight, descended from the attic, locking the exit from the outside. — You'll be finished soon.
Leon checked the magazine, injected himself with an injector in the neck, and got in touch.
— Hey, can you hear me?
— Leon? Where have you been?
— I got tied up. Did you find the building plan?
— Sending it.
— I chatted with Victor. He's a psycho. I need to get to his office.
Find Victor's Office
Leon had to find another way. He moved into the open passage in the depths of the attic. After walking a little further, he broke a resource box, and in the next room picked up green herb.
A fallen closet blocked his path, but before lifting it, Leon looked around. On the table opposite lay a medical record Cases of Eating Disorders. It mentioned two infected individuals with abnormal appetites and rapid weight gain.
Boss vs. Boss: Chunk
It didn't take long to guess. In the next room, another Chunk was bent over the body. While the giant was devouring the corpse, Leon managed to pick up an MSBG 500 shotgun from the floor.
Chunk noticed him. Leon began to retreat, allowed the monster to approach, and shot it in the head. Three shots were enough to make it fall to its knees. Leon stepped forward and delivered a powerful axe blow to the face.
Then he turned around, dove into a side passage, picked up pistol ammo, went through the doorway, and waited for Chunk to follow. It got stuck between the beams, and Leon emptied a full magazine into it, reloaded, and continued shooting until the creature collapsed. Then he struck again with the axe.
While the monster lay there, Leon went around it and made his way to the place where he first noticed Chunk. There was a passage to a room with shotgun ammo and two resource boxes. There was a staircase on the right, and Leon went up. The creature caught up and climbed after him. Leon took a position on the high ground and coldly fired bullet after bullet into the massive head until Chunk collapsed down. Then he jumped down and plunged the axe into its eye again.
That wasn't enough. Leon began to circle the area, periodically turning around to fire a few shots. In the process, he noticed that supplies were hidden behind the wooden boards around the perimeter. He began to lure Chunk to these obstacles so that it would break them with its own carcass. This is how Leon got pistol ammo, shotgun ammo, and a medical injector.
During another circle, he noticed another staircase — in the left part of the attic. Climbing up, Leon broke another resource box and repeated the trick: he brought the heavy carcass down with a hail of bullets and finished it off with a precise axe blow. Chunk staggered, bleeding, and soon burst apart, leaving behind a hand grenade. It was possible to move on.
Leon went out through the only available door and moved along the corridor. A deformed cabinet was discovered on the right. He opened it with his hatchet and found the safe code in the basement and a compensator for the pistol. He immediately attached the part to the barrel.
Further down the corridor, Leon broke a resource box and pressed the mechanism button, lowering the stairs. Descending from the attic, he found himself in the chairman's office. On the left, already in the corridor, he opened another deformed cabinet — inside lay shotgun ammo and a dishwasher's note.
A Bubblehead was wandering around the lounge bar. Leon crept up and destroyed it with a precise axe blow without making any noise. Through the office, he went to the archive, where he opened a cabinet with pistol ammo, Herb Mixture (G+G), and a Mr. Raccoon figurine.
He went down the left staircase to the first floor, went through the kitchen into the already open pantry, and opened another cabinet, receiving the "Connoisseur" decoration.
Going around the living room and dining room, Leon reached the registration desk. Another deformed cabinet awaited him there — pistol ammo and a medical injector.
There was almost no resistance. There were too many corpses lying in the corridors. Leon noted this to himself. Perhaps Grace had tried.
Climbing the northern staircase of the west wing to the third floor, Leon noticed an infected person messing with a gas cylinder. He didn't get close — he shot at the cylinder. The explosion tore the zombie apart and cleared the passage.
Victor's office was littered with bloody bodies. There was a note on the floor with a simple piece of advice — smash their heads. In the next second, the corpses began to rise, some turning into Bubbleheads. Leon moved in a circle, not allowing them to corner him. Four shots from a pistol or two from a shotgun were enough to knock them off their feet and finish them off with an axe. He laid down three, picked up shotgun ammo, and broke a vase with resources.
In the next room, more shotgun ammo, a hand grenade, and a medical injector were found. Leon combined the two grenades into one enhanced one.
After examining the painting, he found a hidden lever. The secret elevator began to rise, but too slowly, and new infected were already getting up from the floor. When two Bubbleheads went on the attack, Leon used an enhanced grenade and cleared out the remaining ones. The elevator arrived.
At the top was Victor's real office.
He activated the connection.
— I'm in his office. Connect.
A familiar voice answered on the other end — Sherry. Until that moment, Leon had never called her by name, but now it became obvious. Her face appeared on the screen, and the camera caught a detail: she had the same glove on her hand, hiding growths, as he did.
Documents from the medical center, files from the defense department, and research reports flashed on the monitor.
— Sherry, don't drag it out.
She sighed.
— I found data on our disease. The symptoms match. It looks like it's the T-virus.
Leon exhaled and lowered his head.
— Motherfucker. — Well... at least we're together, right?
— Okay. What do we have?
Sherry continued to browse the documents. Photos, emails, and mentions of Project "Elpis" flashed on the screen. A photo of Grace appeared among the files.
Leon frowned.
— Grace? What does she have to do with this?
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