I don't know what I was expecting to find, but this wasn't it! Bodies were just littered everywhere—all of them dead and it just grossed me out at how much blood and carnage were all over the place. Sheesh…didn't someone teach these things not to play with their food? This is just pathetic.
Hypocrite much? My wolf informed me.
I winced when I realized that I did indeed sound like one when I myself have played with my food. That's different and you know it!
I growled. I didn't have time for this! I needed to get the hell out of this place or become zombie food for one of those things. No…I don't think so. And with those cheerful thoughts in mind, I moved out of the apartment and into the hall, keeping a close ear out for anything that would be a threat to my survival. Luckily, I didn't hear anything. Unfortunately, that meant I had to be even more careful as it was painfully clear that this building was way too damn quiet. It's a little vexing when you don't know if something is going to jump out at you.
Creeping along the hall, I paused several times when I thought I heard something along the lines of a slow shuffle only to realize that nothing was there. I did look back every now and then as instinct indicated for me to do. I was being followed. Not a real comfortable thought when I think about it and I'm trying not to think about it.
Right, now I just need to figure out what exactly it is that's following me.
Perhaps an admirer?
Oh, she's a big help.
Thanks a lot. I shot back bitterly. That was the LAST thing I needed at this point.
Get back to the street, my wolf encouraged. It's a little too dangerous to remain in this building.
I blinked. "How do you know that?"
Yes, I was talking aloud now. Who the hell is gonna hear me and care?
Use your senses girl.
Nice to have my Wolf mocking the hell out of me.
"Oh, shut it," I snarled, working my way down various staircases only to freeze on the second floor one. Something was right in front of me…and boy it sure was one ugly looking thing to boot. That's when it hit me not so subtly in the face.
"Licker," I whispered.
Running might be a good idea.
And run I did, with that lovely little Licker right behind me the whole way too. Don't I just feel special? I mean who wouldn't with something that ugly chasing after them like that? Me that's who! I could've shot the bloody thing, but that wasn't quite what popped into my brain first. Escape did. I didn't have the ammo really to be wasting it on these kinds of creatures. Unfortunately, this little chase was sending me back upstairs further into the building than it should have. I didn't realize that until I passed the area I had first been in. Almost stopped short when I noticed it too. I didn't thank heavens!
Turning another corner, I looked back to see if it was still there, only to run right into what felt like a damn brick wall. Turning my head slightly, I noticed it wasn't wall, but someone's chest. Good strong, well built one too…then I looked up and I swear that all my breath left my lungs. Oh, this was interesting…and I'm not too sure just what to make of it.
"You all right?" the man asked me.
"Chris Redfield…" I trailed off when he looked at me suspiciously.
"How do you know my name?"
There's the fourth chapter! See I updated again! I'm working on a few more chapters before I update again…but it will be today! Promise! So put those damn clubs and frying pans down. I don't feel like getting the rocket launcher out this early thanks. Oh and to let you all know…I am working on Worlds Collide and it will be back up! Different and maybe a whole lot funnier with an actual plot this time. Lol…one can only hope. So yeah, just wanted to let you all know. I may bump the rating of this story to M…if I need to. Just to give you all a little warning. Mainly for violence…but then again, I might not. We'll see.