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Lorna thought she could feel the ground shaking under her feet. She told herself that it was her imagination. Then told her self to keep saying that. Jason had gone with the other survivors she had seen him take them down a side street to the right.
"Ready?" Scott asked. "Good cause here it comes!"
She could see green scales though the manhole and some of the cracks they were that wide. With the sound of a thousand broken bones the metal rim of the hole with a good deal of concrete still attached when flying in to the air. As the impossible animal's form rose from the ground the gravel it had turned the concrete into rained down on it. It was right before Lorna's eyes its long tapered body and wedge like head towering above her. The smell of it from it's life in the sewers. It's white fangs almost glowing. In the street light as it fought to swallow the giant spider that had killed Jack. Yet her mind couldn't accept what she was seeing in front of her. With out a second lost Scott started shooting with the two magnums. He was aiming for, and hitting the snake's head one of its eyes even exploded like a rotten fruit from the barrage.
The noise of the two guns brought Lorna to her senses as she shot her own gun. Stopped changed her stance as she gritted her teeth against the pain from where the gun butt slammed into her shoulder and began shooting again in earnest.
The green head was covered in its own blood one eye was nothing but a hole yet it kept coming, and as Lorna helped Scott fight the snake she couldn't stop herself from remembering the other fights she had seen. The last had been between the police who was taking her to safety and the dogs. She had been the only survivor. How were they going to beat this thing? It was just like the dogs it just keeps coming. They were both going to die here…
Lorna could feel herself stepping away from the creature as she kept shooting but she couldn't stop the unwilling retreat. The Snake was hissing louder and louder as if it was trying to scare these puny things that attacked it with painful stings. That gave her an idea. She ran. Not away from the beast, but towards it. The thing still held its head up and from her new position she could shoot the neck. After all, even a bee can kill a man if it hit's the right spot, but she was having trouble holding her nerve. Lorna's legs were telling her to run the other direction. Her conscience telling her she couldn't abandon Scott. Her mind telling her to stop thinking and start shooting. She followed the advice of the latter.
At first it had no effect but between Scott shooting the head and her shooting the throat the giant animal fell. It fell and landed a few inches from Lorna. Even before she could start thinking again Scott was pulling her to her feet.
"You alright? Or are you completely insane?" He asked, griping her shoulders
Lorna looked at Scott for a moment was that professional worry for her in his blue eyes, or something else. Scott let go of her. Lorna regarded the snake cooling body for a moment. And turned back to Scott grinning.
"It had such a good entrance, we couldn't disappoint it with a poor reception."
Scott looked at her dumfounded and she could actually see him assimilating the words in his head.
"Okay." He said slowly. "You are crazy."
It probably wasn't a good idea considering the stress this town had put her through but she couldn't help laughing.
"And she's doing quite well for herself by the look of it." He said to himself as he saw her and Scott walking down the street. Lorna holding her rifle by her shoulder like some Baseball champ with a bat, and Scott with his hand resting on her shoulder.
Jason was thinking up some very unpleasant names to call Scott when Lorna noticed him.
"Jason!" She shouted as she ran up and gave him a hug. "There you are we've been looking for you."
"Where are the others?" Scott asked.
"They're safe in a house nearby there's nothing in it and Dave blocked the only way in." Jason told them. "This way."
"Great its getting late and we're going to need some sleep." Scott said. "I'd say we are about half way out of here and it's going to be a long journey."
Jason saw the logic in what Scott was saying but he didn't think many people would be sleeping tonight.
September Thirtieth (Dawn)
Scott looked at the dawn through the window as he lent against the wall. He had woken up from an unremembered nightmare to find Lorna had fallen asleep next him her head resting on his shoulder. He thought he was getting attached to the girl who had been though so much and had been so resourceful…
...and how long had he'd known her? A day, and what about Jason? He told him self to get a grip and start thinking about his responsibility to get as many survivors as he could out of this city. As if in agreement he noticed Jason, sleeping on the floor beside Lorna, moan and rolled over.
Then came the explosion. Jason startled awake and looked round frantically for the source of the noise from the explosion. He saw everyone else do the same.
"What was that?" He looked at Lorna who did not look well. She was knelt up against the wall. Scott was standing near by looking through the window.
"I don't believe…" Scott sounded completely overwhelmed.
"I think we were better off with Jack." Jason muttered to himself. To quietly for Lorna to hear. However when Jason looked out side, he found him self just as speechless. Part of the town was… gone. Nothing but a crater was left. It was as if something under ground had collapsed in on itself and the town above had slipped into the hole left behind. It wasn't long before everyone was at the window staring at the sight in shock and horror. Everyone except Lorna. Scott seemed to notice that at the same time and they both looked over their shoulders and saw her standing by the wall using it to stand. When she saw them looking she stepped away but Jason thought she looked like something the cat brought in.
"Lorna what's the matter?" Jason took a few steps forward Scott put his arm out in front of Jason, blocking him.
"Let me pass before I break that arm." Jason growled.
The other man looked at him and Jason realised he would be the one with the broken arm if he tried to back his threat up. Scott must have gone through some kind of training to be sent in to this hellhole. Jason hadn't. Unwillingly he backed down. Scott walked up to Lorna and placed his hand on her shoulder.
"How do you feel?" He as asked. Jason thought it was a stupid thing to ask Jason didn't envy her even if she felt half as bad as she looked.
Lorna seemed to look Scott in the eye and it was Scott who looked away. With some smugness Jason thought that ill or not, Lorna was still Lorna.
"Lorna." Scott said. "You had better sit down."
Jason could tell that she was going to refuse but she then changed her mind and sat on the settee where thirty-year-old Maggie and her toddler Mark had spent the night. Out of the corner of his eye he looked at Jason and motioned for him to sit down too. The others left the room going to other places in the house.
"I think you should know why I'm concerned about you health before I continue. The zombies, they are victims of a plague." Jason looked at Scott instantly getting what he was saying and put his arm protectively around Lorna's shoulders. "So please tell me exactly how you feel Lorna. I must know if you… if your…"Scott turned away.
"Cold."
"Cold?" Scott sounded very surprised.
"I'm freezing." Jason could see the worry in Lorna's she was terrified, and he wouldn't be if he were the one that was ill?
"So you don't feel hot and itchy?" The hope in Scott's voice was contagious.
"No, but I do have a splitting headache"
"That's great!" Scott exclaimed. "No, that's not great but it means that your not, you aren't changing."
Lorna didn't react immediately but then she jumped out of her seat into Jason's arms then Scott's.
"Come on Scott focus." He told himself. "Concentrate on the mission."
Just then the group caught up with him; Lorna was looking rotten but performing well. This area was pretty secluded and he said for everyone to get some rest the group needed it they had been walking for hours and Maggie with her toddler Mark and the old men Peter and Carl falling behind. Making it easier for something to attack them. Scott knew that they needed the rest but he was getting more and more edgy. Was the stress getting to him? He looked at his small band of refugees. Each of them had some sandwiches that Maggie had made in the house and kept in Lorna's bag.
Jason was chatting with Lorna, Carl and Pete were auguring was that all those two did? They had been arguing since dawn and hadn't stopped yet. Dave was keeping Mark occupied so Maggie could rest.
Scott wouldn't fall apart on them.
He couldn't.
Scott needed time alone to gather his wits and so went to check the area ahead was clear. Which it was apart from a dead body, it was defiantly dead. He had been from one of Umbrella's team but Scott didn't recognise him, he didn't have much of a head left, he must have chosen to shot himself, or…
"Don't get paranoid." Scott said to himself, the dead man didn't look like he had become zombie and no one would shot him other wise. If that was so and he had shot him self where's gun. There was no gun in sight. Scott wasn't coming up with any decent conclusions. Then he noticed something in the man's hand.
Scott picked up the scrap of paper.
They looked like the tattered remains of a sheet of orders.
Observe BOW effectiveness against Umbrella teams.
Note any unexpected mutations of T-Virus carriers
The rest of the paper was covered in blood and illegible. Scott looked at the man then back to the paper in his hands. He must have found it and confronted a leader about it, and the leader had shot him.
"Umbrella you scum." He growled. "I don't know what sick experiment your doing but I'm getting these people out of this nightmare!"
"Scott?" Lorna had caught up with him. Her face grew concerned as she got closer "Why are you crying?"
Scott wiped his face and sure enough his face was wet.
"Jack…" Scott said quietly. "Jack died for nothing! Everyone died for nothing!"
"What do you mean?" Lorna asked.
Scott gave her the scrap of paper and looked away he didn't want to see Lorna's face when she realised the truth.
"Scott, how did you end up working for these, these monsters." Lorna's voice was shocked. "Do we tell the others?"
"I don't know, I don't think they trust me as it is." Scott sounded confused. "Would it be better to tell them?" He shook his head in his confusion.
"You told me and I don't hate you, you couldn't have known about this."
Scott turned back to Lorna, saw her sad smile, she looked him in the eyes and took his hands in hers.
"You saved my life and I'll trust you with it again, I don't care what some paper says," She looked down for a moment then looked back to his eyes, she was crying too. "It doesn't matter why you were sent, you came to help. "Her voice was determined but then she stumbled against Scott's chest.
"Lorna? Lorna!" Scott pulled her back so he could see her face, she had passed out.
"Oh Hell!"
Scott picked her up and carried her back to the main group.
He looked a Scott his eyes demanding an explanation.
Scott opened his mouth not sure what he was going to say.
"Well" Jason demanded.
"I was checking the area ahead." Scott said. "Lorna came in and we were talking when she just passed out."
Jason was about to say something back when there was a commotion. Dave the security guard from the museum came up to Scott. The toddler Mark was missing.
Both Jason and Scott had some choice words to say about that.
"Maggie, you stay here with Lorna, Peter take this." Scott tossed him Lorna's Assault Rifle. "Look after them."
That left Jason, Dave and Carl to search for Mark with him. He gave Dave one of the magnums. Dave chose to backtrack with Carl and that meant Jason had no choice but to go with Scott to see if he went ahead.
"If you want." Scott said. "Peter could come with me and you could stay with Lorna."
Amazingly Jason laughed. "If I didn't look for that kid I'd never here the end of from her. Cousins! Who need them?"
Scott could feel his jaw literary hit the ground.
Lorna was on a fire escape. She had been so cold, and she had been running so long that when she had found the fire with the fire escape above she had climbed up and spent the night and most of the day kept warm by the flames beneath her. When she finally woke it was dark again and she had company.
"Hello up there." Lorna looked though the grating of the platform, and saw a squad of cops. "You still in the land of the living?"
Lorna didn't say anything but moved to the ladder, suddenly the cops had their guns aimed at her.
"Don't move!" One called up to her and fired a shot.
There was a loud squawk above Lorna and a crow fell besides her. She screamed and jumped back and then fell because her nightshirt got caught on a nail.
"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" She shouted.
"You'd better come with us miss you'll be safer." Said another cop.
On the ground they introduced themselves and explained that she wasn't far from the Police Station. They had been sent out to see if there was anyone around that they could take back with them. Lorna agreed to go with them. After all she had only lived here for a week and she could do with some protection. Andy the youngest of the squad, and the one who had shoot the crow, said that there wasn't much further to go when the dogs attacked.
Lorna wake up.
There was only one dog left after the bloody battle of jaws and bullets but only Lorna and Andy remained too, and Andy was out of ammo.
"Lorna get to the police station you remember the directions I gave you?" Andy said.
"I'm not leaving without you." Lorna gasped.
"There's no point in us both dieing and if I can stop this devil long enough for you to get to safety, well I am a cop." Andy turned away from the dog for a second and the determined look in his eyes finally reached her where his words wouldn't. She left and ran faster that she thought she ever could not wanting to hear Andy cry out in pain. She'll never know if he did or not but if he did she couldn't hear him over her heartbeat and gasping breaths. Yet she did hear was the dog howl as it started going after her...
Wake up!
Finally she reached the police station the huge metal gate, who was shouting? Lorna slowed her pace for the last few feet and peered though the bars and couldn't move or even look away from the sight. A thing it looked like a man but it was too big. Its face was disfigured a scar cutting across one eye his mouth had no lips and was full of inhuman teeth. He was dropping something, a man in combats. The man thing turned, was it going to turn and attack her?
No it was going after something else. It was only then that Lorna noticed the woman dressed in blue she had been rooted to the ground just like Lorna had. If the thing had said something she didn't hear it. She looked in horror as the man stepped towards the woman but Lorna was to scared to call out, she didn't even breath until the woman had made it into the building. When she did Lorna ran and ran until the next day she eventually found her self in some back alleys behind a block of buildings that looked like warehouses...
Lorna!
Lorna opened her eyes to see Maggie crying, she was frantic. What was the matter? Maggie pulled Lorna up to her feet harshly and she saw what was wrong. The monster from the flashback it was here!
"Mark!" Carl was really beginning to lose his rag. "MARK!"
"Mummy? Mummy where are you?" Dave cheered, and Carl almost collapsed with relief as they heard the young voice calling out.
The men picked up their pace and found the boy with his teddy held in both of his small hands.
"I went to look for Ted Ted and lost mummy." He said
"We'll take you back to Mummy." Dave said as Carl picked in the child.
It was then that they heard the rifle shots.
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