Each vile that is taken from it’s original spot, is inspected. The blue cores shows how clear the liquid is and so does the green. The person is very matriculate in placing the viles in order, as each spot has a determined destination. When the aluminum case is full. It slides with a slight mechanical swish and locks on all sides. The case is secured with it’s vials and lord have mercy on the person who is carrying them. To add insult to injury, the individual decided that they should know that their precious and irreplaceable vials (containing who knows what at this point) were stolen.

     As an afterthought, the person opens the case and takes out a vile. A futuristic silver gun is in the middle of two more vials, six green and six blue lie on each side of the gun.The case once again closes as cold mist surrounds the aluminum case as four liquid levelers make sure the case is in the precise position to close. A glass door slides open and the case is slowly and carefully retrieved. The individual takes the lone vial and places it to the side. A billion dollar job finished in ten minutes time. Not bad, the person thinks.

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    A gloved hand reaches inside the snug nylon bag where the aluminum case is hidden and grabs the separate vile. Nothing personal. The person thinks as the blue vial sails through the air in slow motion as it arcs and hits the corner of a metal computer table. It shatters instantly breaking the inside coil of the blue vile. The individual seals the room, as the thick, cold, metal door hisses to a clunking close. Locking mechanism in place.

     As glass pieces hit the sterile floor, the liquid instantly turns into a vapor and it slowly rises.  As the mist rises, it is drawn into a ventilation system. A billion dollar job finished in less then ten minutes time, shit not bad. Revenge in less then two, the person contemplates. 

     The contents of the vile is now airborne and traveling throughout the duct system. Throughout…

     "All Umbrella staff must wear their identity tags at all times." A computerized voice is heard amplified through the halls. "All radiation badges will be collected at 5:00 PM this afternoon."