Resident Evil: Will The Horror Ever End?
By Vicious Grunt
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"Unnhh..." The Virus Carrier moaned as he reached for the window, it's barely functioning brain not noticing that it had hit the clear plexi- glass. It had once been a male Umbrella worker, but now it wasn't much of anything. He thought the carrier's name had once been named Mathis, although it didn't matter, all he was now was a stupid, rotting, virus carrier who had feasted on most of his team.
He was now the only one left, at least that's what he thought, on Umbrella's Island experimentation facility on some island. He didn't know the name of it, he was sent in to mop up and set off the self-destruct system of the island. He had been hired by Umbrella back before the city, Raccoon he thought was the name, had been completely destroyed.
He thought he saw something moving up ahead, what looked slightly human, but was too fast to be a virus carrier. He thought he saw a long, saliva dripping tongue. He clutched the warm barrel of his M16 as he stepped forward, vaguely noticing that the virus carrier wasn't at the window anymore.
He stepped forward and glanced around, looking for whatever had he had seen. He didn't see anything at all. He noticed that the ceiling was incredibly high. He turned and started to walk away.
"Damn Umbrella and their damn experiments.." he muttered in a slight accent.
Thump.
He turned around and saw what looked slightly human, in fact it looked as though it was once human. It looked like a skinned human, with it's brains sticking out of the side of it's head. It had a long tongue, which was dripping with blood. It tossed it's head back and roared, as the Spanish Umbrella agent stared at the bloody head it was holding and tossed it away as it advanced forward.
The agent backed up, firing his M16, and going on empty. The Hispanic agent saying something in rapid Spanish as he hit a wall.
The RE3 pressed forward slowly and grabbed his head in a tight grip.
What's happening It's all.. It's all.. Over... the Hispanic thought and then Carlos Oliveira thought no more.
By Vicious Grunt
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"Unnhh..." The Virus Carrier moaned as he reached for the window, it's barely functioning brain not noticing that it had hit the clear plexi- glass. It had once been a male Umbrella worker, but now it wasn't much of anything. He thought the carrier's name had once been named Mathis, although it didn't matter, all he was now was a stupid, rotting, virus carrier who had feasted on most of his team.
He was now the only one left, at least that's what he thought, on Umbrella's Island experimentation facility on some island. He didn't know the name of it, he was sent in to mop up and set off the self-destruct system of the island. He had been hired by Umbrella back before the city, Raccoon he thought was the name, had been completely destroyed.
He thought he saw something moving up ahead, what looked slightly human, but was too fast to be a virus carrier. He thought he saw a long, saliva dripping tongue. He clutched the warm barrel of his M16 as he stepped forward, vaguely noticing that the virus carrier wasn't at the window anymore.
He stepped forward and glanced around, looking for whatever had he had seen. He didn't see anything at all. He noticed that the ceiling was incredibly high. He turned and started to walk away.
"Damn Umbrella and their damn experiments.." he muttered in a slight accent.
Thump.
He turned around and saw what looked slightly human, in fact it looked as though it was once human. It looked like a skinned human, with it's brains sticking out of the side of it's head. It had a long tongue, which was dripping with blood. It tossed it's head back and roared, as the Spanish Umbrella agent stared at the bloody head it was holding and tossed it away as it advanced forward.
The agent backed up, firing his M16, and going on empty. The Hispanic agent saying something in rapid Spanish as he hit a wall.
The RE3 pressed forward slowly and grabbed his head in a tight grip.
What's happening It's all.. It's all.. Over... the Hispanic thought and then Carlos Oliveira thought no more.