The rain came down in droves; it was a normal evening, at least it started like that. The city was quiet; not much traffic as the rain pitter pattered through the streets. Outside of the city was a forest filled to the brim with pine trees. On an old dirt road came a brown Oldsmobile, restored to how it was back in the eighties. Elvis Presley's greatest hits were in the tape deck and Viva Las Vegas was blaring out on the speakers. In the backseat was a closed khaki bag on top of a cleaned chainsaw. In the shotgun seat was a rusty shotgun from S-mart with the yellow logo still on the stock. Driving the vehicle was a man with bushy black hair, brown eyes and a pronounced chin. He wore a light blue button down shirt and khakis with a belt. The most interesting part of him was his right hand, it wasn't a hand at all; it actually looked like a medieval gauntlet to the untrained eye. You'd be right in thinking that, but it also served as a prosthetic limb for the man. As he drove, he had his arm sticking out the window while singing along with the song.

Just then, he felt a vibration in his pocket and took out his cell phone and answered it. "Hey, Wendy! Was just thinking about you." A women's voice answered, "Ash, thank god you're okay! What the hell happened!?"

"Sorry, I was on my way back when another portal came out of nowhere and brought me to the coast and there were a shit ton of deadites and-"

"You know what, its fine, just when are you getting home?"

"Dunno, maybe a day or two?" Wendy groaned. "Alright, just be safe, I love you."

"Love you too gorgeous." She hung up first before Ash put his phone back in his pocket. A few yards ahead, he saw a sign reading: Krimson City, exit 5 miles. Ash said, "Maybe there's a decent joint to crash; least its not another cabin in the woods, god forbid." Ash turned into a large, brightened tunnel before getting into the city. "Now where are the motels..?" After thirty minutes, his player started acting up, throwing static and skipping. "Oh come on you piece of-" A barrage of static came at him, hurting his ears and nothing more before going back to playing Presley's hits. Ash pulled the car over and groaned, "Looks like she needs another trip to the shop." Ash looked at his surroundings for a second and then stopped as he turned right. He saw a large gate with the words Beacon Mental hospital emblazoned on it. Behind it was an old building with what looked like a miniature lighthouse on it. In its courtyard were several police cars, all empty with on doors and flashing sirens. A normal person would probably drive away, but Ash squinted and stared at the scene for a minute before turning on his car and entering the courtyard saying "Why in the hell am I doing this? WHY!?" He parked the oldsmobile next to a cop car and got out into the rain. "And me without my umbrella." Ash walked to the wooden door and knocked his hand against it; no answer. "Guess I'll be letting myself in."

Before he could open the doors, another police car entered the yard. Out came two men and a woman. One man was with a scruffy face, rugged brown hair, piercing eyes, a brown trenchcoat, vest, white shirt, brown pants and a tie under his shirt. The other was dressed similarly but without a trenchcoat and with glasses, black gloves, sleek black hair and brown eyes. The woman had light, short brown hair, turquoise eyes and wore jeans, a belt with her gun in holster, high heeled shoes and a white shirt. With the rain coming down, her shirt became see-through exposing her black bra underneath, but it didn't faze either of the male officers. As they approached Ash he called out to them casually, "If it ain't the boys in blue, I was starting to worry that I'd be all alone here with this mess." The man in the trenchcoat looked at Ash's car when he got close enough and his eyes widened before drawing his pistol and barked, "Hands behind your head!"

"What's the problem?" Ash whined.

"I said hands behind your head, NOW!" Ash's eyes grew and he said a slight ooh before complying. The man in the trenchcoat got behind Ash and subsequently handcuffed him. "Joseph," he called to the other man. "Check the car."

"Right." Joseph searched the car while the man in the trenchcoat looked through Ash's pockets. He found Ash's wallet and took out his license, "Ashley Williams, huh?" The woman let out a small snicker after hearing her coworker. "The name's Ash, if you don't mind."

"Sebastian," Joseph called.

"What'd you find?"

"Gear straight out of a horror film; there's a rusty shotgun, a chainsaw, some cultist artifacts and enough shotgun shells to massacre a town."

"What happened to the second amendment?" Ash whined. "Joseph," Sebastian called, "Look inside." Joseph made his way to the door and slowly opened it, wincing for a second. "Sebastian, you need to see this." Sebastian handed Ash to the woman and looked inside; when he saw what was in there he gasped sharply and his eyes widened. He turned around and quickly grabbed Ash by the collar and looked at him with narrow eyes. "Why? Why did you do this?"

"Hey, buddy, I just got here, I didn't do jack-shit before you guys came. Besides what is 'this'?" At the end of the sentence, Joseph opened the doors to reveal the brutal scene: a dozen or so bodies adorned the lobby, each horrifically slaughtered with their blood decorating the area around each of them. Ash looked at it and said woah before casually saying, "So, think it was a demon, horde of deadites?"

"Is this a game to you!?" Joseph yelled.

"This kinda shit has happened to me so often that, yeah, it kinda is a game." Sebastian turned to the woman, "Kidman, put him in the back of the car, we'll want him for questioning."

"Okay." Kidman grabbed Ash and pushed him along as he said, "Easy, easy." Sebastian returned to the door, "When you're done, stay here on lookout."

"But I can help,"

"We need someone to cover our way out and Connelly will be having his hands full with him." Kidman replied with a calm alright before shoving Ash into the back seat of the patrol car. In front of him was a man in an officer's uniform with combed brown hair. "Sooo," Ash transitioned, "Nice weather you got here."

"Quiet," the officer snapped. "Okay, okay. Sorry for trying to make some conversation." Ash looked out the window and sighed, bored out of his mind. Just then, he saw a pale figure in a tattered white cloak staring at him in the rain. Ash turned to Connelly, "Hey, do you see that guy there?" There came no answer. "Hey, buddy, I'm talking to you!"

"He can't hear you." Ash turned his head to the right to see the figure next to him and the door gone. Ash then saw that he was covered in burns throughout his body, "The hell happened to you, you get mauled by a bear?" The man snickered at the misdiagnosis and spoke in a gravelly voice, "That was the stupidest thing I have ever heard."

"Well, what do you want, kid, I ain't a doctor." The smile vanished from his face, "True. You are not an officer, nurse, doctor or patient, so what are you doing here?"

"Hell if I know." The smile returned to the man's face. "I think I'm going to enjoy watching you break, so here's a little gift." The man was briefly replaced by snow from a tv screen before vanishing. Ash then felt that there was something missing: the handcuffs. He felt his wrists and smirked, "Maybe he ain't the bad guy here." He got out of the car and stretched before he heard a thunderous crash. Ash turned around to see the city's buildings topple and collapse. Not only that, sections of the road were falling into a bottomless pit. Ash instinctively rushed to the Oldsmobile before realizing that Connelly hadn't gotten out. He looked in the cruiser and was shocked to find no one in it. "Screw it." He got back to his car and desperately searched for his key. After a few seconds of patting his pockets, he realized that his key was in his wallet...which was confiscated previously by Sebastian. "Goddammit," he whined before grabbing his shotgun from the passenger seat before heading out to the rear doors. As he tried to open it, he realized they were locked, "Oh, COME ON!" He broke the window with his right hand and managed to grab his bag and sling it over his shoulder. He tried to reach for his chainsaw, but the Oldsmobile was starting to tip into the abyss. Ash groaned before pulling away, letting his car fall deep into oblivion. He sighed, "Wendy is gonna kill me." He turned to the door of the hospital and rushed towards them, hoping to get shelter from whatever was happening. When he reached the stoop, the doors burst open to reveal Sebastian, bloodied and gimping. Before anyone could process this meeting, a male voice on a megaphone cried, "Detective, get in!" Ash swiveled his head to see an ambulance with Connelly at the wheel. Sebastian looked at Ash and said, "Get in the back." With no time for a quip, Ash dashed into the rear of the ambulance while Sebastian took shotgun. Ash quickly sat and scanned his surroundings. He most noticeable things were his copassengers: Kidman, a balding man with a goatee in doctor's wear and a white-haired boy in patient clothes who was shaking like a nervous puppy. "And you are..."

The ambulance accelerated before Ash could get an answer out of them, nearly toppling him onto the floor. He looked out the window and saw that the buildings were moving towards them. He began pounding on the wall, praying that they would make it. Just before they were crushed, the vehicle darted out just in time. When they entered a large tunnel, exiting the city, Ash threw his hands into the air and whooped, startling all but the patient, "Woohoo, we made it! Gimme five!" He raised his right hand for them to smack but nobody took it, "C'mon I won't give ya tetanus." After once again being spurned, he sat down. Sebastian's voice rang on the speaker, "Is everyone okay?" Kidman answered, "We're fine here." Meanwhile, Leslie repeated the word fine over and over while rocking back and forth. The doctor kept trying to settle him down while Kidman looked at the boy with her hand on his shoulder. Before Ash could join, the man in white appeared out of nowhere and stared at the boy. Ash grinned, "Hey buddy, how ya bin?" The man looked at Ash with slightly widened eyes; a hint of confusion, vaguely apparent, was in them. The ambulance then began to swerve, rocking Ash's head downwards. He looked back up and saw the man was gone. The boy immediately began to scream 'fall' several times before Ash was catapulted upwards with everyone else as the vehicle came down an inexplicable cliff. The last thought in Ash's mind before he blacked out was, "Wendy is gonna kill me."