A/N: Since there were some who requested that I write a story that follows RE5 more closely, this one's for you. This is a narration of the events of the game, as told from Jill's perspective. It won't be a blow-by-blow account by any means, and I'll be adding some stuff that are definitely not in the game, but it's pretty much staying true to RE5. I hope you like it.:)

I love hearing what you guys think, so please do let me know what you think about it, alright?



It was the only thing in my head when I saw Wesker grab Chris. There was no mistaking what that slimeball intended, seeing as how his fingers slowly began to tighten around my partner's neck. My feet were moving before I realized it, and before I knew it, I was tackling Wesker, throwing the two of us out of the picture window.

It's true what they say. When you're about to die, everything around you seems to slow down. As we were about to crash down into the rocks, I saw everything in slow motion. Somehow, Wesker's and my positions became reversed, and I first found myself staring at the sky. My eyes, however, zeroed in on the person staring down at us as we fell. The last thing I remember seeing was Chris's face from afar, the look of anguish evident on his face.

Better me than you, I thought before blinding pain overcame me, and darkness swallowed my consciousness.