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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 874638" data-attributes="member: 9167"><a href="http://boss.streamos.com/real/interscope/marilynmanson/residentevil/audio/00_residentevil.ram" target="_blank">Clairemont Mansion</a><a href="http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=862620#post862620" target="_blank">1st Floor – Ladies Room</a>Amelia BrogartYou stare at the sink for a moment until you spot the knob that releases the water.  Watching for a few seconds as the chlorinated water sinks down the drain, you wonder again why the man had done that.  Then you spend time flushing the sink with water to clean it up.Kneeling down, you begin your search of the corpse.  He appears to be a man in his thirties and dressed in a light blue coat which you quickly realize with closer inspection a blue lab coat...the kind they wear to minimize static electricity in a highly sensitive lab environment.  Its made with special fibers, light blue with silver woven in criss-cross patterns.No identification on him though, but you do find a small key in his pocket...it looks like a desk key.Isaac GoldsteinThe loud noise of the toilet flushing causes you and a few other people to jump as well.  Soon the pinkish water is replaced with fresh...well...toilet water.  You dip your hand in the cold water and begin to rinse off, feeling immediate relief from the burn.Your sharp eyes spot some potted plants in the corner.  Nice and pretty looking with large green leaves...and one very small one with red leaves.Michael SmithAfter passing Yuri your candle, you head to the bathroom noticing Isaac and Amelia trying to clean up inside. You open the medicine cabinet and notice some very useful things inside, pulling it out one by one.<a href="http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=848353#post848353" target="_blank">1st Floor – Reception Room</a>Anders CarlsonSlowly you open the armoire, the perspiration on your hands making you feel even more cold.  The scratching noise echoes in your ear and you grip the club as hard as you can.  The darkness at first stuns you, and then the smell of decay grips your nose - the familiar scent of fetid decrepid flesh.From the light of Maria's torch you see a man huddled in a fetal position and looking quite dead.  In his hands you can see a 92 beretta.  The source of scratching becomes abundantly clear as you watch a rat chew on the man's finger, reminding you that your own arm continues its slow burn into oblivion.</blockquote>

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