Chapter One
"That's it, get it all up!" Chris Redfield laughed as Joseph Frost vomited all over the crisp, damp soil.
"Not funny!" Frost managed to say before vomiting again. Jill Valentine walked up to him, rubbing his back. "What did you see in there?" Jill asked, worried at what he had seen.
"Fuck... Fucking hell! Kevin. Kevin was dead! He was fucking decapitated. He was ripped apart for fucks sake!" Joseph managed to blurt out again, sick was now starting to pool over the floor. Albert Wesker, captain of S.T.A.R.S. Alpha squad, walked over to him, checking him over.
"Frost, get ready, we're gonna check the surrounding area for any clues to what may have happened." Joseph lost interest when he heard rustling in the bushes behind him. He quickly snapped around, aiming his shotgun at where the sound had came from, the underbarrel flashlight illuminated the area. He breathed a sigh of relief as he realised nothing was there. Suddenly the sound of movement caught his attention, coming from behind him. He did a 180 degree turn and aimed his shotgun at what was moving, a dog, seemingly with skin feeling off it. Suddenly a loud shout filled the crisp night air, followed by a gunshot.