Thursday, September 4, 1998
"Good morning Raccoon City! It's nine o''clock right now and you should be up getting your coffee and breakfast, getting prepared to head to work and working for that lovely day tomorrow! Friday!"
Davis opened his eyes to the bright sun light walls of his small room. The white walls seemed to glow as the sunlight splashed on them. Davis sat up with his head ringing some and his body feeling slightly uneasy as he left the comfort of his ruffled sheets.
His eyes gazed down at the TV, half open and weary. The Morning Coon was on with its host Larry Batchler. A local superstar you could call him for doing the show every morning. Most of the time Davis hated him for being so happy on Mondays and Tuesdays when Davis had work, but today was the occasional exception to that matter.
"My day off..." Davis said with a yawn. "So tell that to the rest of Raccoon City..."
Thursdays were Davis's only days off. Putting in consideration that you schedule yourself and send it in to be verified and confirmed or denied, Davis chose that he would only have one day off. He guessed the more work, the less time it would take to become a Captain and then he would have three days off.
Davis peeled the bed sheets off of him as he slipped out of bed. A cool breeze blew in through the half open window as the white walls turned a darker shade of white, signaling that there were clouds in the sky. Davis felt the hangovers effects as he walked to the door on the other side of his bed. He had one too many drinks last night with his fellow officers Matthew Baker and Tim Moleter.
Davis opened the door to a dimly lit bathroom; he stepped onto the cold tiles as he made his way up to the sink. The white and red bottle of Umbrella pain reliever sat on the dinged white sink. Davis picked it up and took off the top, placing two of the matching colored pills in his mouth while turning on the water. He drank the cold water and wiped his mouth, looking up at this image in the mirror.
His brown hair was flat on one side and wild on the other. Normally he would gel it forward, letting it spike in the front some, but he didn't really care at the time. His eyes looked weak and tired and his five o'clock shadow was more prominent now.
He turned to another door and opened it, walking into his living room/kitchen area. A small tan couch was in a slanted position with its back toward the kitchen in the corner. Davis's pride and joy was in the corner in front of the couch, the silver 55' inch big screen projection TV with surround sound.
He looked over on the wall as the phone rang. He walked over to it and picked it up, placing the cold phone to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Davis, its DJ."
"Hey DJ, what's up?"
"Man, I was on a assault call last night around the college campus. I thought it would have been some drunken students fighting, but this was different..."
"How was it different?"
"When I got to the scene, there were three attackers and seven people hurt with two dead. They were college students, but ten times worse. I called for back up and Mills showed up with Norman..." DJ's voice got real serious.
"Norman tried to take a perp down, but the other two perps attacked him. No...They just didn't attack him. They ate him..."
Davis's stomach sunk and he felt short of breath. His hand clamped the phone tightly.
"Norman..."
"Norman is dead..."
Davis couldn't believe it; killed by being eaten by some cannibals. Davis's fate was nearly the same if his back up didn't arrive when he was in the abandoned house the other day.
"What about the perps?"
"They didn't stop advancing after three warnings and we opened fire. They all are dead. We didn't know what to do. The chief told us to just forget about it and take a two week break, but how can we just forget about it? I mean Norman is dead with five people."
"Shit, where are you?"
"I'm at home right now, but I'm about to head to J's. I need a drink, badly."
"Well I'll see you there in a few. I'm going to stop by the precinct and talk to Jim. Just take it easy and don't stress yourself to death."
"Right, I'll see ya."
Davis hung up the phone and noticed sweat resting on his brow. He couldn't believe what he heard on the phone. People ate Norman...
Drugs...
He wasn't going to believe that these people were zombies that hunt for the living. It wasn't possible in Davis's mind. Things like zombies were only in the movies and couldn't be real.
When people are dead, they stay that way. They don't move about and eat people. That's just stupid.
But something in him frightened him. Something was making him nervous that this may be real. The picture of the man's half eaten face appeared in Davis's thoughts once more. He shivered, remembering the struggle with the man and the look in his eyes when the light shined on them. How they were hollow and cold, but filled with a rage like sadness.
Davis hurried back into his room and to his closet. He pulled out a pair of blue jeans and a white short sleeve button up. He slipped the jeans on and secured them, while grabbing his concealed holster and putting it on. He placed his 9mm in the holster and slipped on his button up shirt over it, leaving the shirt unbuttoned.
He slipped on a pair of tan work boots and looked over at his night stand. He grabbed his badge and car keys before exiting the room. He went back through the kitchen/living room area and down a flight of stairs to his door. He opened it and locked it back up before closing it and making his way down to the first floor and outside.
This was the 'Vally'. A low income residential area, filled with Hispanics and African Americans. A place he's called home for seven years now, after enrolling in Raccoon University for criminal justice when he was eighteen. The houses around the area seemed to scream restoration, along with the project towers that were three blocks away.
Davis walked up to his car and unlocked the door. He sat in the car and smelled the all too familiar scent of mildew coming from the back seat when he left the windows down on a rainy day. Davis slid the key into the ignition and turned it.
The car started with ease to his surprise and he put it into gear. Davis pulled off, heading toward the RPD.
xxxx
RING!!!
Jason closed his math book and placed it in the black book bag next to him. He stood up after organizing himself and followed the class out of the room. It was lunch time now and he was slightly hungry. His true craving at the time was a cigarette. He turned a couple corners and walked through the double doors of the cafeteria.
It was a large sized room cluttered with people that ate their lunch and chatted with those next to them. The walls and were colored a royal blue mixed with 'Raccoon High School' in black. Jason walked past the crowded tables and out the double doors to the teacher parking lot. To his left was a stairwell with a small passage leading to another set of stairs back up to the parking lot.
Jason pulled out the pack of Newports and slid the long cigarette out of the box. He lit it up as he stepped down the stairs into the passage. He stepped off the last step and breathed out the smoke. He turned and leaned on the wall looking up at the gate that allowed passage over the corridor. He turned his head to the stairs as he heard the sound of foot steps.
Julie stepped down, wearing a school girl uniform. She looked at Jason and her eyes lit up at the sight of him.
"Hey, I didn't know you would be down here!" She said as she walked up to him.
Jason smiled at her. "Call me Visa. I'm everywhere you wanna be." He joked.
They both laughed at the joke as Julie looked at Jason once more. Her face showed a serious expression. "Did you hear about the murders at the college?"
Jason looked at her once more, this time with a look of surprise. "No, what happened?" He took another hit.
"Some people were eaten in public by some crazed students. The cops shot them. It was all over the news last night."
"You should have waked me up."
"You were out like a light. There was no getting you up last night."
"Damn, another murder..." A voice called out. Jason and Julie looked over at the stairs as three boys made their way down the steps.
"Shit," Jason cursed. "Well if it isn't Joey and his shower buddies." Jason smiled with the insult he shot at the group as they stepped on even grounds with Jason and Julie.
Joey smiled an evil smile as he peered into Jason's eyes. "Well isn't this just nice," He looked around at the cement walls. "To meet you down here." He looked at Julie and back to Jason. "Oh! Was I interrupting a possible blow job?" He looked back at Julie with a sly grin. "You give some of the best head baby."
"Fuck off Joey!" Julie seethed.
"Easy, easy babe," Joey said with a calm tone of voice. "Your new boyfriend Jason here doesn't know that you were my shower buddy at one time."
Jason was taken back from the statement and looked at Julie in surprise.
"Ooooo..." Came from the two big linemen behind Joey as they chuckled.
Julie grilled Joey as she clinched her fists.
"You miss your virginity baby?" Joey said with a sick smile.
"I was drunk you fuck!" Julie said in defense.
"Then why did you call me the next morning wanting me to give you more?" Joey shrugged his shoulders. "You're just another bitch in Joey Mile's Hall of Hoes." He said with a laugh. The linemen's deep laughter joined in.
"How bout you shut your mouth before I break your fucking jaw." Jason said as he stepped up into the face of Joey. The linemen closed in to enforce Joey's man power.
"Oh really now?" Joey said back in an aggressive tone. "How bout we beat the living shit out of you now, take that slut you call a girlfriend and show the bitch a QB sneak up the middle?"
Jason was about to drop his cigarette and swing for the fences, but he saw Joey looking behind him.
"Finally picking on seniors now huh, Joey?" A voice called out behind Jason.
Jason turned to see a tanned skinned boy with his black long hair in a pony tale walking toward them. He sported an open black short sleeved button up with a black beater on. He wore crisp tan Dickies with black tennis shoes.
"This bitch..." Joey seethed out as he stepped back from Jason. "What do you want Chai?"
Chai lit up a blunt and blew the smoke out. The smell caught the nose of Jason instantly.
"Me?" Chai stopped as he stood next to Julie. "I want a million dollars. I want three fine ass girls to sleep with at night. I want a fat sack of," He stopped and looked at his pocket with a smile. "Never mind that, but what I really want you to do is stop causing trouble with this guy."
"Why should I listen to your ass?" Joey said.
"Well, do you still want the detoxification kits for football?" He said with a hit of his blunt. "It would really be a shame for you to lose your scholarship to Ohio State over a little weed." A grin crept onto his face.
Joey's mouth formed the words he wanted to say, but dared not to. He looked to the ground for a second as he ran his hand through his blonde hair. "Alright Chai." He said as he looked back up at Chai with a smile. "I'll be seeing you later." He looked back at Jason with a look of hatred before turning and leading his linemen back up the stairs.
Jason looked back at Chai."Thanks."
Chai smiled as he took another burn of his blunt. "Anytime for a fellow stoner." He said with a slight cough of smoke.
"How did you know?"
"The look on your face when I lit this up."
Jason looked at Julie. "And you fucked him?!"
"What?! I was drunk!"
"And you called him the next day?"
"I thought I loved the guy after that night!"
"Love? Him?" Jason sighed as he took another hit of his cigarette. "I don't understand girls sometimes. You all always fall for assholes."
"Is that supposed to tell me something about you?"
Jason looked at her once more. "Do you think I'm an asshole?"
"You're being one by getting all mad about me having sex with him."
"How many guys have you had sex with?"
"W-what?" Julie said, surprised at the sudden question. "What type of question is that?"
"It's a question, now how many?"
Julie paused and looked down. "Well...seven?"
"Including me?" Jason said as he was surprised at the number.
"Eight."
"Holy shit..." Jason shook his head.
"Dude, just calm down about it." Chai said with a hit of his blunt. "You love her right?"
"Yeah!" Jason responded as he turned to Chai.
"Then it doesn't matter. Now smoke this." He passed the blunt to Jason. Jason took it and started hitting it like there was no tomorrow.
"I see that you still wake and bake Chai." Julie said.
"You know it doll." Chai said with a smile. "Thankfully I came down here or your boyfriend here would have been late for every class after the jock style ass kicking."
"I could have fucked them all up!" Jason as he took another hit of the blunt.
"You probably could give Joey a run for his money, but those linemen? Wallace and Borish? You'd be begging to die halfway through the beating."
"This is..." Jason coughed. "Good shit." He passed it back to Chai. "So you help them pass the drug tests here?"
Chai took the blunt and a hit with it. "Yeah," He said with a cloud of smoke. "They get the herb and the detox kits from me." He coughed some. "Herbs fresh off the islands from a cousin of mine."
"Ahh...well do you wanna match after school then?" Jason asked as he pulled out a baggy of his own.
Chai looked and smiled. "Sure," Chai pulled out an ounce of herb from his pocket. "This is mine."
"Holy Mary Jane..." Jason said as his eyes lit up. "How did you fit that in your pocket?" He asked as he looked at the bag closer.
"I have deep pockets." Chai said with a smile. "But I better head back to class." Chai gave Julie the blunt and placed the herb back in his pocket. "Catch you after school man."
"Later." Jason said still surprised at what he saw.
"Bye Chai." Julie said as her and Jason watched Chai walk off and up the stairs.
"Cool guy." Jason said as he took a hit of the blunt.
"Yes he is. One of my best friends at that." Julie looked at Jason. "Stop hogging all of that!"
xxxx
Davis parked in front of the station and got out. He made it way through the courtyard and into the station through the front doors. The AC chilled air hit him, but he didn't pay much attention to the temperature change.
"Ryan? Aren't you off today?" Stacy Shannon said as he walked back the receptionist desk.
Davis turned to her in mid stride. "Uh, yeah, but I'm here to talk with Jim about something." She was new at the precinct. Only twenty two years old, her resume was filled with criminal justice criteria, but she was stuck in a shit job as this one. She wore a blue business dress with a white button up. Her long blonde hair was neatly done and she sported a pair of black framed reading glasses.
"Well are you doing anything tonight?" She asked as she filed some papers away.
"Probably drinking at J's, but not as heavy as last night." He said with a slight smile.
"Oh, well can I meet you there?"
"Sure, but I gotta run, really. Call me or something, you can find my number in the police staff files." Davis turned and walked toward the east wing. He walked past the cubicles and into the morgue area of the station. He walked into the room and looked over at Jim.
"Jim."
Jim looked over at him. "I knew you would come. Come here."
Davis walked over to Jim and looked down at one of the bodies. Chunks of flesh and muscle were missing from the dead mans body. Davis cringed at the sight.
"Well...?" Davis said as if Jim knew something.
"Something is very wrong here..." Jim said as he looked at the body. "I got these bodies and separated them from attackers and victims. Now the attackers remained dead, but the victims after about two hours showed signs of life." Jim looked at Davis. "Thankfully I restrained them all before hand or I would have been killed."
Davis looked at Jim in shock.
"I severed the brain stem to kill him, but they were responding violently. The ones with the shots to the skull didn't come back as I expected." Jim looked at Davis. "Each victim had been bitten by the infected attacker. The transfer of the disease happened and they came back to life, but when I checked for a pulse..." Jim looked away. "There was none."
"Jim...are you serious?" Davis asked with a quivering voice.
"Dead serious...No pun intended." He said as he covered up the body.
"Norman...He came back as well?"
Jim nodded. "I made sure he won't come back anymore."
"Why didn't you let him live?!" Davis yelled.
Jim looked at Davis with a serious expression on his face. "These people came back as if they were vegetables with a serious hunger problem for human flesh." Jim looked away. "Maybe the S.T.A.R.S. weren't lying after all."
"Did you report this matter to the chief?"
Jim walked past Davis and took a seat in front of his computer. He started typing in information. "Yes, but he told me it was a bunch of bullshit. By that time I couldn't prove it because I killed the re-animated bodies already. I'll show him next time I get a similar victim in here, but what I am truly worried about is..." Jim turned to Davis. "What if this is out on the streets...It would be a slow process, but one attacks another. That person turns and those two attack another two. Those two turn and the four attack...well you do the math." Jim turned back to his computer. "It would be chaos..."
"No one is going to believe this. Hell, I'm having a hard time accepting the fact that the dead are coming back to life."
"Well try to not let it bother you too much. I'm sure that if it gets worse the government will come in and take over. I know it's your day off so get the hell out of here."
Davis smiled some. "Yeah, but call me if anything else comes up."
"Will do."
Davis turned and made his way out of the room. On his walk out of the east wing area he couldn't help, but try to piece together how the dead come back to life. It didn't make sense to him, but what's scarier is that what ever is bringing them back is infectious.
"757-6787." A female voice said behind Davis. He turned and saw that is was Stacy. "That's your number right?"
"Yeah."
"I'll call you to let you know I'm coming alright?"
"Sure, I'll catch you later."
"Bye Ryan."
Davis turned and made his way back to his car. He got inside and tried starting it, but it refused. "Come on..." He tried again, but no luck. "For the love of god..."
xxxx
Julie walked to her car with her books in hand. She unlocked her back door on the driver side and placed the books in the car. She felt someone's hand slide up her leg and she jumped up into the arms of Jason.
"Jason! Don't scare me like that!" She said as he held her from behind.
Jason smiled as he looked at her. "Sorry." He kissed her on the lips and felt up her skirt. He stopped when he heard someone clear their throat behind him. They both looked.
"Get a room or get in the back seats for that." Chai said with a grin on his face.
Jason pulled his hand back and leaned up against the car. He pulled out an already rolled blunt from his pocket. "I'm ready."
Chai turned to the side and held his hands out. He shifted them and made a rolled blunt appear in his hands. "Oh word..." He smiled.
"Oh," Jason pulled out another and handed it to Julie. "Here."
"For me?" She said surprised as she took the blunt.
"Yeah." Jason said with a smile.
"This is the first nice thing you've done for me!" She said as she walked past Jason and got in the driver seat.
"That's sad dude." Chai said as he proceeded to get into the back seat.
"Bullshit! I smoked you up and fed you three days ago!" Jason said in defense as he got in the passenger side.
The car instantly reeked of herb as they lit their blunts up. Julie pulled off and toward the Northside District. It was an entertainment area filled with stores, resturants, a movie theater, and Raccoon Amusement Park.
Jason looked out the window and saw the many people walking around. Stores lined the sidewalk with the occasional eatery.
"This is a nice part of this shit town." Jason said as he took a hit of his blunt.
"And I would have considered Detroit to be shitty." Julie said with a puff of her blunt.
"Well you gotta a shitty city boy then." Jason said with a smile, but his smile faded quickly when he saw the flashing lights of a police car behind them. "Fuck! It's the fuzz!"
Julie looked in her rear view mirror. "Yep, he wants me to pull over."
"Great. Well I better practice squeezing my ass cheeks together because I got too much herb on me to get away from this one." Chai said as he puffed on his blunt.
Jason turned. "Dude, put that shit out!"
"Fuck it, it smells like dank ass bud in here so why not continue. I don't wanna be in a cell sober." Chai replied with more hits.
Julie pulled the car to the side of the road and turned the car off. She got her license and registration out. "He's going to ask for these before we are arrested anyway."
"Damnit!" Jason yelled. "Two and a half weeks here and I'm fucked with the cops." He leaned back in the seat, defeated. "I'm fucked."
Julie looked in her side mirror as the officer walked up. He was dressed up in his uniform with the white letters of 'R.P.D.' standing out on his chest. The officer had his hair in a ponytail and he had the same skin complexion as Chai. The officer knocked on the window and Julie rolled it down. She looked at him.
"Is there a problem officer?"
The officer coughed as the smoke hit him. "Y-yeah there's a problem alright." The officer looked at Julie. "How much reefer are you smoking in there?" He peered in the car and stopped at the back seat. "Chai?"
Chai looked at him in mid hit. "Tuika?"
Julie and Jason looked at each other.
"Hey dude!" Chai said with a slight cough. "It's cool man, these are good people."
Tuika smiled. "Right right. You still coming over after the game Friday to mix?"
"Oh yeah, for sure dude." Chai said with another hit.
"Cool. I'll see you there." Tuika looked at Julie. "Don't blaze too much and kill yourselves." Tuika said with a smile before he walked back to his cruiser.
Julie and Jason looked back at a happy Chai.
"Who the hell was that?!" Jason asked in amazement.
"My cousin. We mix up kava every weekend."
"Kava?" Julie asked as she turned around and started the car back up.
"It's a root of a plant from the islands. We crush it up into a fine powder and soak it in water. After that you drink it up and you get faded."
"Faded as in what I need to redo since your cousin blew my high?" Jason said as he turned back around in his seat. Julie pulled off once more.
"Yeah, but your mind is still there. Your body will feel out of place."
"So you can't drink kava when your life sucks."
"If you are one of those people, then hit up J's bar."
xxxx
Davis made his way into the bar and looked around. It was the usual day in there with people smoking and drinking, holding their conversations with fellow patrons. Davis saw DJ sitting at the bar and he made his way up to him. He took the seat next to him.
"How you hangin' buddy?" Davis said with a smile. DJ looked at him, his eyes glazed. Davis knew he was drunk off his ass by now.
"I'm alright I guess..." DJ said as he looked back down at the bar. "I'm cut off for the day."
"Good call by the tender. You don't need anymore with the way you're lookin'" Davis said as he saw Jena walk up. "Hey Jena, how's it goin'?" Davis said as she took a seat next to him.
"Good, I'm the designated driver for today since DJ is trying to forget about Norman."
"We all are." Davis said as he looked at DJ and back to Jena. "Can you believe what happened though?"
"Hardly, but it came from DJ so it had to be true. The reports with the witnesses were all the same, but Irons I acting weird. He just drops it like there is nothing." Jena looked at DJ. "Ok, well I think it's time you went home DJ."
"Yeah..." He said as he shifted to his feet with a slight stumble. "I'll see you later Davis."
"Later man." He said looking at him. He turned to Jena. "Take care of him alright?"
"I don't think I have an option." Jena replied with a smile. "Take it easy Davis." She patted Davis on the shoulder and began to help DJ out of the bar as Stacy walked in. She looked around and caught Davis at the bar. She took a seat next to him.
Davis looked at her and smiled. "How was work?"
"Blowed." She said as she looked at the bar tender. "I'll have a Highlife draft please." She looked at Davis.
"You know I could get you for a DUI as soon as you leave." He said with a grin.
"Well who comes to a bar and doesn't drink?"
"True." He looked at the tender. "Make those two drafts." He looked back at Stacy.
"I'm shocked that Norman is dead..." She said as she looked around. "It was out of the blue."
"It was." Davis replied. "His funeral service is on Monday. Most of the precinct will be there." Davis took his glass as the tender gave it to him. Stacy took hers and looked at Davis.
"Heard you had to take a man out not too long ago."
Davis took a sip of his beer and looked at her. "Well, yeah. He attacked me and wouldn't stop so I had to put him down." Davis remembered the horrid face of the man.
"Was he your first?" She asked as she focused on him.
"Second."
"Oh, so you're used to it."
Davis looked at her. "No one gets used to killing people." He took another swig of his beer. "Well at least not me. It's a funny feeling though. All the years that person has experienced and enjoyed and you are the one to end it with the simple pull of a trigger."
Stacy looked down. "Sorry, I know that's personal. I shouldn't have..."
"No it's fine. I understand that you were looking to be a real cop." Davis finished his beer and set the glass on the bar. "It's hard doing what we do. Patrol and paper work. Shooting people and serving them. Taking cases and such, it's all a pain in the ass."
"So you hate being a cop?" Stacy said as she looked back up at him.
Davis smiled. "Nah, I love my job. Sure it's a pain, but knowing that I make this city a better place makes it all worth it."
Stacy smiled. "Well what are you doing for the rest of the evening?" She asked as she finished her beer.
"Probably watch TV for the rest of the day and relax."
"Well do you mind if I join you?"
Davis looked at Stacy and saw her blush some. "Well sure, if you don't mind watching some Rocky and James Bond movies."
"I love Bond!" She said happily.
xxxx
Tuika drove down the downtown streets looking around and noticed that some of the people looked sick. Every now an then he would come across a sickly person. "Something must be going around." He said to himself as he watched the traffic.
"Any available units in the downtown area please respond to an assault. Location is 8th and Mission."
Tuika picked up his receiver. "This is Lt. Faumuina, I'm in the area. Is the victim ok?"
"She is injured and paramedics have yet to reach the scene."
"Right, I'll be there soon." He said as he turn his lights on and make a quick right as traffic opened up for his squad car. He made a turn on 8th and saw a crowd of people. "Shit…" He pulled up quickly and scrambled out of his car to see three people restraining a bloody man who was bucking to get away from their grip. Tuika looked over to see a woman clutching her arm with blood pooling on the side walk. He rushed over to the victim and looked at her. "Are you alright?!"
"Y-yeah…" She said in a pain filled quivering voice. As her green eyes met with his.
"Ahhhh!"
Tuika turned to the bone chilling scream of a man. One of the men restraining the perp was sunk deep into by the perp. Fresh blood rushed down the face of the perp as the man let out another gurgling scream before the perp broke free and mounted the man. "Shit!" Tuika pulled out his sidearm and took aim. "Freeze!" His voice fell on dead ears as the perp didn't stop. He could see the blood leak onto the sidewalk as he heard the sick sounds of flesh being torn.
The civilians around the scene backed off as they say the black handgun. Tuika blanked out and fired four shots into the perps back. The people around screamed and ducked as the shots ripped into the perps back. He was surprised as he watched the perp slowly rise to his feet and turn. Tuika could see the horrid, bloody face of the perp and his soulless eyes. "F-Freeze!" He couldn't believe that the perp was walking toward him.
"Ugnnnhhh…"
Tuika smelt death and felt fear wash over him as his aim started to shake. "I said freeze!" He fired right after. Four more shots into the torso area and the perp stumbled back. Blood leaked from the fresh wounds, but the man kept pressing forward. "W-what the hell?" Tuika said as he fired the rest of his clip into the man. "Fuck…" He gasped as the man still stood looking at him.
Suddenly more gunshots hit the man and he finally dropped in a heap to the concrete. Tuika looked over to see a fellow police officer, Lt. Orme with his silver long nose magnum smoking. They both holstered their weapons and looked at the scene. Sirens filled the air as Tuika saw the paramedics arrive.
"You alright?" Orme said as he walked up to Tuika. "Was that guy wearing a vest?"
"I-I don't know…" Tuika said as he looked back at the perp.
"Damn…this is going to be one hell of a report to write…" Orme said as he looked back at Tuika. "What's wrong?"
"That guy wasn't human." Tuika said as he looked down. "I emptied a whole clip into him and didn't phase him."
"This one is dead…"
Tuika turned to the paramedics as they covered up the innocent man that was attacked. "Damn…" Tuika turned and walked back to his squad car.
"Tuika," Orme said as he jogged up to him. "hey man seriously are you okay?"
"Fuck no!" Tuika said as he looked back at him. "You wouldn't be okay after seeing what I just saw!" He sighed as he leaned on his car. "Sorry…I'm just stressed out right now. I fucked up out here and two people are dead."
"Chill man, you did everything by the book." Orme said as he looked back as more police showed up. "You were attacked and you defended yourself accordingly. Just chill man, head back to the station and I'll be back soon after this shit is cleaned up to help with the report."
Tuika sighed once more and entered his car, turning his lights off. He pulled off through the traffic and headed back toward the HQ. He couldn't believe what happened…He heard a similar report about Davis and a crazed man. He could only relax now, but that was even a struggle to do.
xxxx
Night was starting to fall on Raccoon City once more as Julie pulled up to Jason's house and parked. "Nice place Jason." Chai said as he looked around. "I used to date a girl up around here."
"What happened?" Jason said as he got out of the car.
Chai followed with Julie. "She was killed a couple of months ago up in the Arklay mountains."
Jason looked at him. "Damn, I'm sorry man."
"It's alright…Then some rumor when around that they were haunted. More murders came after the S.T.A.R.S. team went up and after of them were killed." Chai sighed. "So now people dare others to stay in those woods for a night."
"Dumb asses I call them." Julie said as she walked with Jason toward the front door. "I mean, why would you want to spend the night in those woods when people get murdered? Just kill yourself and save the search team all the work they put in to find your dumb ass."
"That's my girl." Jason chuckled as he unlocked his door and walked in. He looked over to the right into the living room to see Lisa and three other girls on a couch. They were gorgeous looking females, but Jason stopped looking hard when Julie came in behind him. "Sup Lisa?"
"Hey," She said as she turned her attention away from the movie. "Dad will be working overtime tonight at the office. He said something came up that's really important." Lisa looked back at the girls and then to Jason once more. "Oh these are my classmates at the University. Carol, Jessica and Kirsten. You guys, this is my little brother Jason."
They all smiled at waved at him. "Alright, love you too Chad. Bye…" Kirsten said with a smile as she put her cell phone away and looked at Jason. "Hi!" She said. Jason was amazed at her light tanned skin and chestnut brown hair that matched her complexion. Carol's smile matched her bright lively blue eyes perfectly and Jessica's fiery red hair was amazing.
Chai stepped up and looked. "Whoa…Well hello ladies." He said with a smile.
"Oh yeah, this is my friend from school, Chai. Chai that is my sister Lisa and these are her friends Carol, Jessica and Kirsten." Jason said as he started to walk upstairs with Julie.
"Hey," Chai said, stopping Jason. "Are you two about to go and…well…you know."
"That comes later." Julie said plainly as she kept walking past Jason.
Jason looked at her as she walked upstairs and glanced under her skirt. He looked back at Chai and shrugged his shoulders. They both walked upstairs and into Jason's room. "So are we going to…"
"Shhh!" Julie said as she watched the TV. Jason and Chai sat on the couch and watched.
"One woman was injured and another slain by what witnesses report, a crazed attacker. Police officers had to resort to force in which no one complained about as they shot the suspect dead on 8th and Mission. More on this story later onto tonight. In other news, parents are concerned about the up and coming concert for band Last Man Standing…"
"Downtown in midday?" Chai asked as he pulled out a blunt and looked at Jason. Jason nodded and handed him a lighter as he stood up and walked over to his window. He opened it and felt the cool air enter the room as he looked out at the beautiful orange sky.
"That's crazy." Julie said as she pulled out a cigarette and lit it.
Everyone looked as the door opened and Mrs. Lex stepped in. Chai stopped in mid puff of his blunt and looked at her. She coughed some at the smoke and looked at Jason. "Your father will be working overtime tonight."
"I know, Lisa told me."
"Oh, alright. I haven't met your friends!" She said with a smile. "Hi, I'm Jason's mom."
"I'm his girlfriend Julie." Julie said with a smile and an exhale of smoke.
"Oh my! Jason!" Mrs. Lex said as she looked back at Jason. "You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend already!"
"You didn't ask."
"And I'm Chai, just a good friend." Chai said as he hit his blunt.
"Well it's nice to meet you two! Do you guy's want me to order some pizzas?" Mrs. Lex asked.
"Yeah, sure. Thanks mom." Jason said as he sat back down.
"Alright!" Mrs. Lex walked out and closed the door.
Chai looked over at Jason and handed him the blunt. "I'm guessing your mom used to smoke herself?"
Jason took it and hit it. "No, she just doesn't find anything wrong with it as long as I'm not stupid with it."
"Like you, it and a school bathroom?" Julie said with a smile.
"…We lost the championship game." Jason replied in defense.
"Not a good reason."
"Fuck you."
"In time."
Chai laughed as he sat back. "I love how you two go at it. It's fuckin' hilarious."
Another day…Unaware…the sands of doom still trickle…Enjoy life now…It will change…soon….
