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[hellofafirstday]

Leon sighed as he looked over the paperwork once more. It was too late at night to be working on this, in all honesty, and too much was on his mind. He knew this wasn't going to turn out as good as he would prefer, but he needed to finish

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[mybrothersseekr]

This was a dream.

It had to be. That was the only explanation. Nearly a decade after that incident, Claire still had nightmares from time to time, many of which had stuck her back in Raccoon City, specifically the police station. So this was really no surprise

[hellofafirstday]

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Leon looked over at the call, seeing the familiar face. This...had to be a dream. He'd overworked himself and and just fallen asleep. It had to be.

But...this...

"...Claire..?" He called, still holding his coffee cup and notes, looking completely out of place here in his casual wear.

[mybrothersseekr]

Claire didn't notice. She hesitated, lingering where she was; if this was a dream, there was a chance approaching could just trigger the awful scene where he turned into one of the undead and attacked her -- she'd had several like it, mostly of Steve -- but after a moment she figured screw it, she'd rather get it over with and wake up, anyway.

But as she half-jogged over, reality was cementing itself as more and more present. "Leon--" She glanced around, stopping a few feet before him. "...Where is this?" she tried, again hoping that she was, by some chance, imagining the unsettling similarity of the place.

[hellofafirstday]

He swallowed thickly before looking around again. "....I....I'm not sure....but I certainly hope it's not where I think it is..." he looked at her and breathing deeply. "I was in my office and then....I ended up here somehow...I don't know what happened....I honestly suspect I fell asleep writing my report. That's the only thing that makes sense."