Carl gazed into the night sky. The warm autumn breeze blew at his face. He stood in the parking lot of the Raccoon Police Station. Just on the other side of the gate stood certain death. Looking around he saw people huddled in corners with blankets, families cried over loved ones who had fallen victim to the disease, while others embraced the ones that still were living.
Carl was a local taxi cab driver. His parents expected so much more, and after he dropped out of college he never heard the end of it. He made a decent living, he had a small apartment. He lived alone wanting only to be left alone. Ever since this happened. You haven't had much alone time, now have you? He sighed heavily. He took much discomfort hearing the sounds of the once lively Raccoon citizens on the winds breath. Carl wanted to leave, wanted to get out as soon as he could. It would take an army to press through the city. Seeing as how the R.P.D. Is having a hard enough time already... He shuddered knowing too well what the situation was. He was trapped, and he was trusting his life with Raccoon's finest. Hopefully they'll find a clearing, take advantage of it and evacuate everyone before things get worse than they already are.
Karen walked through the crowded hallways of the R.P.D. Each cop shoved their way through trying to tend to those in need. Some were in the S.T.A.R.S. Office room trying to radio help. Karen was just an ordinary elementary school teacher trying to outlive the nightmare that no one could wake from. She'd been in almost every room in the station and couldn't find someone who might need her assistance. Well why bother asking? When the announcement was broad casted throughout the city to head for the station, Karen couldn't believe that this was happening. All she took with her was a small photo of her family which she kept close to her. She was in the R.P.D. A very safe haven. How long? She thought. How long before you stop saying this place is "safe". Karen shook her head thinking against it. The station has hundreds of well trained officers that are doing all they can to make sure that her and remaining civilians live.
The groans grew louder. Carl's heart began beat faster. He'd seen the people before. Hell! You've witnessed one come to life first hand! He was at a friends house, it was a small get together. He and two of this other friends heard something outside. They checked the window and saw a dark figure move away into the dark. There in its trail a dead body lay sprawled on the front lawn. So shocked at the site that none of them went outside. All they did stare at the body. About twenty minutes later the body twitched. With full force the corpse lifted its self off the grass and staggered off into a random direction. "So maybe I didn't get a good look at it. But so what?" He mumbled.
Louder and louder he could hear them. Then two figures came into shape. A man and a woman. The moment the couple gripped the metal gate, Carl could see their hideous shapes. "Oh my god." He backed up a bit. The man had the left side of his face ripped, revealing his gums and teeth. His throat had been torn too. The woman wore a small red tangtop and jean shorts. Exposed bone and muscle all over her leg. The rips and tears of the couple gave a very unpleasent smell. With all their strength they smashed at the gate. This alarmed everyone in the parking lot. Two officers who were patroling drew their weapons and took aim. One of the radios went off and a small urgen transmission played.
"They've breached the garage! Repeat! We have a breach in the garage! Over!" Carl ran his hands though his hair. "Looks like the trouble just begun!" He said to himself thinking of what to do next.
((Been awhile since I last wrote. Well hope you've enjoyed it.))