The Wesker Project Part 2
Deja Vu
Alice woke up, naked and freezing and in a stasis tank. Sucker pads were stuck to her chest, hands and legs. She didn't feel the cold of the tank, and as her light green eyes flickered again, her sight became perfect, she could even see the detail of the nails on the door at least 20 yards in front of her. She wriggled her hands and feet as much as she could and the tank opened, to her surprise. She took off the pads and went to step out, but she fell down. As she stood, she saw her reflection in a glass table. She looked young, she died young. She died...so why is she alive? The viruses? They were destroyed when the R53 filled bullet was lodged in her thigh. When was that? Alice shook her head and managed to stand up. She heard a voice and quickly tried to cover her breasts and between her legs.
The footstep grew louder, almost hurting her ears now. She could smell this person too, cologne and sweat, it wasn't Albert, nor William. Now she panicked, what if someone had kidnapped her? And she was naked, what if she had been raped? And why was she alive? She punched a metal wall and made a huge dent in it. She gasped and looked at her hand, no bruising, no tingling, nothing. A man's voice made her cower. Alice managed to keep her voice calm. "Who's there?" A broad man, with short brown hair stepped around the corner and kept his back to her. "My name's Chris, Christopher Redfield. Here are some clothes. They are my girlfriend, Jill's". He put them on the table but covered his eyes. "Thank you". Alice put on the clothes and smiled. "Thanks Christopher. But how am I here? I died". Chris turned and shrugged. "I don't know. All I know is your name, and hell, it almost gave me a heart attack. Here, here is the file we found". Alice read the file and sure enough, it was the file that Spencer had on her. "Okay. Thank you. What year is it Chris?" Chris took the file from her outstretched hand and passed her another one. It was Albert's. Only this one had since been updated. "It's 2016".
Alice gulped."2016? So I have been in stasis since 1982? Then I should be 56. Oh Albert, what the hell were you thinking? Chris, I cannot apologise enough for my insane brother". Chris grimaced. "Insane, undead brother. He was killed by a Tyrant in 1999. We thought we had killed him, several times, but he just got up again. Well last time he didn't. Every time even more insane. Hell he thought he was a god. Alice, we need your help". Alice tilted her head. "Why?" She put Albert's file down.
Chris gulped again. "Because he's back".