A buzzard abruptly sounded loudly. "Halon!" The girl who had been on the phone yelled.

     Camera 09F observed the scene well.  She seemed to be in charge somehow, but couldn’t help in any way to get out. The group of about seventeen men and women turned to her and began to cover their mouths as a thick cloud of gas expelled from the ceiling, similar to the scene were the sprinklers had began to drench the lab techs.

     Camera 09F flashed,

                                           BIOHAZZARD

                                             WARNING

          Camera 16B took inventory of the personnel. The young bold girl in particular and brought up her identification. It read Lisa Anderson. She was a part of section 6 Level 07. This young lady was an intricate part of Umbrella Corporation, but it was the old adage. Wrong place, at the wrong time.  

     "Stop it!!!" The young girl yelled, not so much as a plea, but as an order. She looked up at the camera, as the lab tech female had, ordering it to stop. "Stop it! Stop it!" For unlike the girl in the lab room, this girl and her seventeen comrades, where dying right in front of the camera’s lens. It was a matter of seconds and she knew as she fell to the floor like the rest of them and gasped for air like a fish taken out of water and left on dry land to flop around, that if the gas was not turned off right away; they would all die. And she was right. "Help!" She gasped. As everyone near the open glass doors fell at the same time, sliding down to their deaths a thick cloud of what the girl had called Halon; covering them all.

    The elevators cracked open, as they kept the parted doors only about a foot apart. The girl with the blue eyes, long curly, darkish brown hair and weighing almost 90lbs. wet peered through the hole; as soon as she did. She wished she hadn’t. Her face took a look of disbelief.

   "Let me see," said the guy with the coffee stain and she was glad to move away. His eyes took on a look of horror. "Were gonna have to get out of here." He slowly said, "we have to get out of this building!" He said, as he shook; from seeing his co-workers lying on the floor strewn all over the place as if they were playing a game of Ring-Around-The-Rosie all of them falling were they stood. "We have to get out of this building!!" He said, now more animated as if shock was building up.