WHO: Claire Redfield & [OPEN]
WHAT: A bad night.
WHEN: This evening.
WHERE: A park near the apartment buildings.
RATING: TBD.
STATUS: Incomplete.

For a little while since she first arrived, Claire had found Colligo to be a very quiet and peaceful place. No zombies, no Umbrella, no virus. That also meant Chris and the others weren't around, but it didn't seem like there was much that could be done about it. Claire had already tried getting out of the city once, and it had led her right back to that strange library. She'd heard that the consequences were worse the more one tried to leave, so she let it go at that.

Since Wesker's arrival, however, all of that positive thinking had gone right down the tubes. If Wesker could show up, then what was stopping any of the founders of Umbrella from showing up, or hell, even one of the monsters? She wasn't sure what this place was or what the person who had set it up was trying to accomplish, and quite frankly, that scared her.

She needed to get out of the building for a little while, and so she just started walking wherever her feet were going to decide to take her. It ended up being a small, slightly run-down park that looked like it had been there for ages. She quickly found a bench and lowered herself onto it, feeling the stinging sensation of tears beginning to well up in her eyes. It wasn't really Colligo itself that was upsetting her, and it wasn't even Wesker's sudden appearance, really. The man just brought up bad memories, and she blamed him for Steve's death, something she still hadn't gotten over. She sniffled a bit, grateful that she was alone if this was how she was going to behave.