[b]Hampus the Red, Neo-Umbrella's Siberian Facility's Rooftop's Helipad[/b]

Carnage was all that Hampus could think of. Loud noises, roaring monsters, blood splattering everywhere, it was as if someone had packed a slaughterhouse full of fireworks and blew it up. Fortunately, since Hampus and Our Hero were on the roof, they were largely ignored by all parties involved. Sweating profusely, Hampus scurried away from the roof's edge and leaned heavily on Pod 3. Stress clouding his senses, Hampus turned his thoughts inwards.

[i]Holy hell, I was almost in that. Me! If I get caught by any of those guys down there, I'm dead! There's got to be a better way down than over the roof...[/i] Hampus looked around frantically for a door or a ladder or something. A rather inconspicuous metal door protected by little more than a keypad attached to its handle was the only thing on the roof besides the helipad and the searchlights. Hampus tried the door, but found it locked. Fear giving way to self-ignoring anger, Hampus beat at the door and completely failed to have any noticeable effect on it. Now exhausted by a few seconds of "tremendous" exercise, Hampus turned away from the door and shouted to Our Hero.

"Hey, you! Get this door open!"