The Umbrella Corporation logos were everywhere. On the sides of buses, on taxi's, in the subway, up high on the rusted billboards. Everywhere. The logo was literally plastered everywhere and the dead city was just another painful reminder of the Corporations downfall. That's one of the many. We haven't found a single survivor in months. A month ago, three people broke off from our group. A man with his wife and small child. A couple days later, we found them dead in an alley not far from Goodrich Bridge. Bullet holes in between each of their eyes. There's not a single trace of life left in this city. Not even the infected are here. It's true. The world has gone to Hell. Is it time to give up? Or should I go to Wesker? He'd have everything I'd need to find a cure. He's not the type to easily trust anyone. We still haven't found Leon and the other's.
Alice paused.
For the first time,
She looked into the camera lens,
I'm scared.
Liz turned off the camera and placed it back in her book bag. Carlos looked down at her, "what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Alice answered with a lie.
"I knew you too long to actually believe it's nothing. What is it?" Carlos said seeing right through her lie.
"Well," Alice started. "Do you remember the movie where these skier's get trapped on the chairlift and the ski resort closes? Then the guy jumps and breaks his legs and get's attacked by wolves."
"Then the other guy makes it to the ground and tries to go get help but gets attacked by the same wolves and the girl is on the chairlift alone? Yeah. Why?"
"The girl was stronger than the two guys, that's why she lives. When she's alone on the chairlift, she breaks. She gives up." Alice looked at Carlos then. "What if I break. What if I give up? Everything will be for nothing." Carlos looked at her with concern.
"No. Your stronger then that."
"Then why do I feel all this pain? No matter how hard I try, there's no way I can put thing's right again."
"You didn't make this happen! You didn't cause everyone to turn into mindless zombies! Umbrella did."
"We worked for Umbrella. You, Wesker, me. We're to blame also." Alice stood up.
"We didn't know what they were doing in those labs." Carlos said. Carlos looked back to the river. It would've been beautiful when it was still alive. Now it was dead, just like everything else. "Everything's dead, Carlos. It's ending, and we're just waiting for our final judgment." Carlos turned around to face her, "no. We still have a chance. Since when were we know to give up?"
"It's us against Wesker."You have all of Wesker's strengths. You're the only one who has power over him." Alice looked down. Carlos walked closer to her slowly and brought her into his arms. "Why do I feel like this?" Alice said, her voice muffled by Carlos's square scarf. Carlos brought her face up with his fingers and said, "don't worry."
Alice nodded slowly. She wasn't used to being this close to him. It was a bit uncomfortable. Alice noticed him for the first time. The beauty in his brown eyes. The slight curve to his lips when he tried not to laugh. The way he looked at her in an awkward situation. The way he calms her nerves whenever she believes one of the group isn't going to make it out alive. Slowly, as if contemplating something in her head, she pressed her lips against his. His lips moved with hers slowly. The kiss was nervous, uncertain. Soon, a small fire burned within them. The only moment when Alice was not on edge. The moment was short-lived for something was approaching them. Something big and angry.