Well, sadly it looks like I actually lost a follower. :(
I wanted to appologize for making you guys wait so long.
i haven't been feeling well lately, and things being so hecktic around home certainly hasn't helped one bit.
as a small way of appologizing, here is what I have done so far to be set in stone for the next chapter.
any friendly advice and comments are always welcome
Some stray zombies remained on the top floor there. The erie moans flooded the dark powerless rooms while the remaining blue fog covered the floor.
Leon and Ashley would immediately noticed a difference once they reached the second floor. While the very top was, aside from the bunker, meant simply for storage and a view (when not sealed by metal all around), the second floor was actual rooms and living space. Below there was the large gathering area in the stone-looking base of the lodge was a gathering area for small events like tonight. It was where they started when all of this mess happened.
The only way to reactivate the building to unlock the steel doors locking them in and escape the containment was to get into the control room back on the first floor.
Ashley and Leon dropped back down in the stairwell from the floor in which they had came before that collapsed, realizing that they would need each other to get back up. Able to look around now, the two noticed the second floor was much more open and modern, wooden instead of metallic, save for some equipment, computers and a safe in the different rooms. Some were office like buildings like for the president, while others were bunks and bedrooms.
"Strange how these are just simple locks." Ashley commented retrospect to the security.
Leon simply replied that no one would ever really suspect a ground assault of this magnitude near such a Secret Service and military presence. Heck, there was the question of why the place hadn't been stormed by now by a hazmat unit at the very least. Them again, this virus... was different.
"Anyway," Leon continued "we'll need a way in should there be anything from within that'll help us get through these security doors."
"Err... i have a hairpin to get in my room!" Ashley remembered. Good thing she had done her golden hair up despite it being short for the occasion. She use to lock herself in and out several times during her stays their as daughter of the president simply to feel like she could get away from it all. But there was no escape... Not then and most certainly not right now.
"Good thinking." Leon replied, Ashley smiling at the compliment. "Let's watch for any other stragglers."
The door to Ashley's old room she change in creaked open.. Sounding like nails on a chalkboard under the circumstances. Still, Leon was on gaurd to protect and watch her back.
"Just like old times." He joked.
...but this was different...
...here their fors weren't even truly alive. They felt no pain and fid not flinch or heaitate at the sight, sound, feel, taste or even smell debatably of flesh.
Food...to feed... that is what all these abominatioms know how to do.
The two of them needed to work together in order to avoid them at all costs. Ammo was scarce and there were a lot of people in this fairly small "home" for a party of close friends only.
"Hang on." Ashley whispered, snapping Leon back to their unfortunate reality. "I'll go check the drawers and my stuff for the pin and anything else we can use."
Ashley needed to have her head in the game too. Before, in Europe, Ashley needed only to stay hidden safely behind Leon and do only what he told her she needed to do.
Now Ashley was stronger, and like it or not Leon needed her to help stop the walking bodies of her lost friends and loved ones: those whom she knew duting her time as the president's daughter.
at least that's all Leon hoped they would face was the zombies. He prayed the only other mutation here was...his arm...
...the scary part was when it would act out on its' own flailing...
...the scariest thing was that now Leon did not feel any pain or discomfort from it. It felt...natural to him by now fighting enemies as he would have before.
Hell, he... God help him... Felt good.
...during his little speach with Ashley at the begining of this nightmare, he did not have te foresight in the heat of the moment to actually...kill him... if need be.
This was already so much and so hard on her...
He wanted to reach out to her and tell his "living will," ...but when reahig for her shoulder, he saw it again... that arm... So dangerous... So... valuable...
Unfortunately, they would need to take the risk for now. Poor Ashley just wasn't strong enough or experienced in taking down monsters like this, and so he would have to... lend a hand... whenever he could.
He just had to hold on... long enough for her...
Leon did say to leave him for dead if she had to...
maybe the best thing... for both of them... was that he didn't make it out alive.
"Found it!" Ashley called out as softly as she could.
but that all would need wait.
they would cross that path when...if... WHEN they got there.
Right now, they had to survive!
The Horror was just beginning...