She felt the cold hands gripping her, she struggled but it was useless. Jill Valentine screamed as the first zombie bit into the flesh of her hand, ragged, dull teeth tearing through the soft meat of her right hand. Her screams were cut off as the next zombie sunk it's teeth into her throat, tearing out her esophagus turning her screams into a soft gurgle as the blood began pouring into her lungs she fell backwards. The next three approached all at once grabbing and tear at her clothing intent on feasting on her entrails. The first set of hands tore open her stomach, digging deep into her abdominal cavity, pulling out a length of her small intestine, and biting into it like an uncooked sausage, the fluids and partially digested food dribbling out of it's mouth as it feed. The next gripped the bottom her ribcage pulling up with inhuman force. Crack, she heard the wet snap of bone as the creature sat back to indulge itself on the ribs it had just pulled from her. As her head fell to the side she saw her hand being torn off at the wrist, the arteries breaking and sliding out of her arm like noodles. The last the Jill valentine saw before she died was the decaying mouth of one of her attackers closing over her eye, the rotting, puss filled cavity opening, cracked teeth, and a putrid gray tongue. She never felt the thing sink its teeth in and pull her eye and a great deal of flesh away. Her blue eye staring out before busting inside its mouth like a grape. As she lay there they continued to feed turning the once model-like body into an unidentifiable dismembered corpse.