Claire awoke with her head pounding. When she opened her eyes she looked around, not recognizing the room at all. She turned on the sheets and looked down at the night stand after placing her feet on the floor. She just knew that Wesker had something to do with this one. She would kill him with her bare hands if she got the chance. She slowly scanned the room while turning her head. She turned her head back and then looked down at the night stand. She found a note, and it was displayed on this phone device of some sorts. After reading the note, she realized that she was stuck here. She stood and searched around the room searching for her stuff. She opened the closet and found her boots, hat, shirt, pants, and belt. That was all that was there. Her guns were gone, along with any kind of survival supplies she had yesterday. She ran her fingers through her soft reddish brown hair and sighed. “Where the hell am I?” She said aloud to herself.
She grabbed her stuff and threw it on the bed, and started getting dressed. After pulling her shirt and pant’s one, she weaved her belt through the loops and then came the boots. When she was finished with her clothing, she made quick work of pulling her hair up into a tight ponytail. She pulled her hair through the loop of her hat and placed it tightly on her head. She grabbed the phone device and the key and slid them into her pockets of her pants. She slowly walked to the door and slowly turned the knob. As she opened the door to a crack she scanned outside the door and then opened it and entered the hall. She slammed the door behind her and was ready for anything to jump out at her. She was still able to fight at least. She could feel the energy coming from the big red jewel on her chest. She walked to the door that read stairs and she opened that slowly as well.
Claire was a cautious person, she wasn’t afraid but she was cautious. She could handle whatever was coming at her here just like in the real world. She entered the stair well slowly and could her someone scrambling down the stairs. “Hello?” She yelled out and up the stair well. “Is someone there?” She asked starting to make her way slowly up the stairs.