Camping
The minutes were counting down. It would only be a matter of time before they found her. And she felt so numb, so terrified.
When she thought back to all the times that she considered herself a hero, she laughed. Some hero, laying in the dirty ground, bleeding. She was ashamed-ashamed that she wasn't fighting, ashamed that she knew that her friend was in danger but was too weak to try to save them.
"Jill!", Her heart leapt into her throat, throbbing from fear. It was quickly replaced by relief when she saw Chris's face. "What fuck happened?".
He quickly reached down and picked her up. The relief was short-lived, for the terror on her face made her blood run cold.
"Quick, he's coming! Get out! Get-!" Chris dodged the incoming attack, the axe missed his head by a inch.
"Run!" Jill screamed, mentally willing Chris's out of harm's way.
Watching him in horror, Jill reached down to her jumper, pulling it up. Without hesitation, Chris let out a loud sigh of relief. She had been wearing a bulletproof vest, that had stopped the cut going all the way in.
"Redfield! you going...Holy shit she's alive" Jack walked over to him, he kept checking over his shoulders. "Have you seen anyone else?"
"Oh my god Chris! J..J..Jill!" Claire looked stunned for a moment. "I thought...oh my god...I'm so sorry" she cried. "I was trying to help, I didn't mean to... he spun you around so fast..."
"It's okay Claire, really" Jill said weakly.
Claire ran forward, she wrapped her arms around the both of them. "Chris do you have a car? Do you have guns? Can you get help? We need to find the others! I don't know where Leon is! and Chris I need to tell you something!..."
A rustling noise coming from the trees startled them. "Claire! Thank god!" Leon ran from the tree line, he had a small cut on his leg. The blood running through to his jeans.
"Chris get them all into your car, while I look for Sherry" he said before running towards the cabins.