The most urgent task now was to confirm an escape route; if she followed the original path, it would be a dead end.
Chloe first carefully crept to the room where the researcher had been.
Pushing the door open, the two figures were still there, one slumped and one sitting.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up—it was that gun from before!
She picked up the gun and found that it was indeed jammed.
She laboriously cleared the bullet and checked the magazine, finding five rounds left.
She carefully searched the researcher’s body but found no other spare ammunition.
She held the pistol in her hand.
Although the bullets wouldn’t do any damage to the test subjects, it provided some psychological comfort.
She remembered that when Sherry was hiding from Chief Irons, Irons had gone to a restroom.
Maybe she could hide there?
But the path was blocked by clutter.
Unfortunately, this wasn’t a game; Chloe had hands and feet of her own.
She climbed over the debris and tried to push the door, but found it wouldn’t open.
Well, it seemed the restroom was out as a hiding spot, and hiding in a restroom made it easy to be cornered later anyway.
She opened the door leading to the stairs and quietly peeked her head out.
After confirming there was no danger downstairs, she slowly made her way down.
Seeing that the main entrance was also blocked by things, Chloe couldn’t help but curse inwardly—who the hell was so inconsiderate!
Outside the main door was the courtyard.
She wasn’t sure if there were guards there, but she couldn’t go to The Ark either.
The Ark was a path to certain death, she thought with frustration.
Maybe she could move those obstacles?
Just as she was about to act, the sound of breaking glass echoed from upstairs, followed by eerie footsteps, scaring her into quickly hiding under a table.
“Creak—” The door upstairs opened, followed by a moment of silence.
Chloe knew something big was coming.
“Thud—” With a dull sound, one test subject fell from upstairs and landed in front of her, followed by a second.
Their bodies were twisted in eerie ways, but they stood up as if nothing had happened and slowly moved away with bursts of creepy laughter.
One of them headed toward the Director’s Office, and another test subject emerged from the side.
With a light twist of the doorknob, the lock shattered instantly, and they entered the office one after the other.
Only when the surroundings fell silent did Chloe dare to breathe.
She had almost screamed just now; even knowing what was going to happen, she was still badly shaken despite being prepared.
She crawled out from under the table and looked up at the stairs.
She saw many test subjects on the second floor.
If she moved the obstacles, it would make too much noise.
After thinking for a moment, she decided to head for the basement.
She knew the path Sherry took in 1998, but that led to the NEST.
She wasn’t sure if that path existed yet.
The NEST might not even be built, as it was constructed for G-Virus research, and William Birkin was currently still happily researching the T-Virus with Wesker in the basement of the Spencer Mansion.
(James Marcus had already been backstabbed.)
There was only one way left: escape through The Ark.
Chloe gripped the gun in her hand.
Maybe she could take a hostage, she thought.
Then she shook her head with a bitter smile; she wasn’t even half as tall as anyone else right now, so how could she take a hostage?
She carefully walked toward the Director’s Office.
Unlike in the game, there weren’t two test subjects blocking the door, and no mysterious ball rolled out after she entered.