Chapter 11

Chris was remembered that he wanted to go check out the other rooms first to see if he could find anything else to use. At the same time, the monsters were egging him on, and he was never one to turn down a fight. They already wasted enough time just talking. The world would be a safer place without these BOWs in it.

"Here's the plan," Wesker said. "You and I will run to opposite sides of the hallway. Hopefully, they'll split up to take us both down. You take Alice, and I'll take Dave, even if that means running back."

"This seems rather complicated…" Chris started.

"You can blame Jake for that," Wesker said. "But it's too late now." Wesker got on his radio. "Jake, open the door to the cells."

Without a word back from Jake, the doors started to whirr and creak. With every inch that they moved, Chris' anticipation grew. As the doors moved to reveal the room behind them, they saw that it was pitch black. Both men took out their flashlights and held them up, trying to see into the great void.

The doors finally parted, but the monsters were not there waiting, as Chris expected. He shot a confused look at Wesker, but the clone was already inching forward. Chris followed suit.

When they made it to the threshold, Chris shinned his light to the opposite end of the hall. There, the monster named Dave had his back to them, facing the wall, beating his head against the hard cement. It was a strange sight. Chris was surprised to see that the monster's arms ended at the elbows: Alice was separated from him.

"What the…." Chris was about to ask, but his words were lost.

Wesker had shouted something, but whatever he said, it was too late. Chris was pushed forward into the darkness. As he fell, his flashlight flew from his hand, out of reach and out of sight. He stayed on the ground until his eyes adjusted to the dark. He could see his hand in front of him, but that was it. While he was waiting, he heard growls and the shuffling of feet.

As soon as he had an opportunity to run, he took it. Chris ran into one of the cells, hoping beyond hope that Alice, the black slime, followed him. He stayed low in a corner opposite the door and waited, with his lead net at the ready.

He heard more struggles and growls. Grunts from Wesker alerted him that the clone was still alive.

For now.

Chris felt something cool and damp move up his back. He turned quickly and realized that Alice was trying to sneak up on him from behind. He took the net and threw it on top of her.

Suddenly, Chris heard static in his ear. "Close all the cells!" Wesker shouted over radio.

Chris was stunned. Why would Wesker bark such an order without checking to see if his partner was all right? "No, don't!" he shouted, "I'm still here!"

Chris turned back around just in time to see the heavy metal door swing close. Even if he had all his strength, there was no way he could jump through the threshold before the door slammed shut.

He banged on the door with his fists.

"Let me out! I'm still here!" he shouted over and over, but to no avail.

He turned back around, leaned his back on the cold door, and slid down in despair. He was trapped.

Had Wesker planned this all along? Would he try to kill Jake now that Chris was unable to help protect him?

Before him was Alice, who was still inside the net. She would reach out to investigate the material and then pull back. It looked like a pile of black jello trying to get out of a strainer.

After several tries, Alice touched the material of the net, but she did not recoil.

Chris' heart leapt into his throat.

That bastard lied, he thought.

There was no time to be angry. Chris was locked in a cell with no escape with a vicious monster that was about to break free of her prison. The black slime weaved its way out of the net like a snake. She inched closer and closer to Chris.

He had lost his shotgun when he fell, but he still had his other two guns. He emptied full magazines at the slime, but it was no use. Alice absorbed every last bullet and pushed it out of her body. Flattened bullets lined the floor in a trail as she made her way to Chris.

The man jumped back to his feet and had his back up against the door, trying to lay his body out as flat as possible. His fear-fueled logic told him that he would be safe in such a position.

His fear betrayed him.

Alice eventually made it to his boots and made her way up his body. Chris could see nothing but black from his waist down, and it was still coming. He turned his head up in the hopes that extending his neck would somehow keep her from taking over his head. As he felt her make her way around his face, he let out a scream.

His scream was cut short when she finally enveloped his whole body.

Hello, Chris Redfield.

The voice was inside his head. It sent chills down his spine.

"Get out of my head!" Chris shouted aloud.

Oh, no. I'm here to stay. You're much more useful to me than Dave.

"Jake and Wesker will save me from you, you just wait."

Oh? The voice said, feigning surprise. Let me show you what the scientist thinks of you.

Chris' body was out of his control. He fought the motions, but his body turned around without his permission. The heavy metal of the door had a small, heavy glass window where he could see out into the dark hallway. Through the window, Chris could see the dancing light of a flashlight moving around the doors of the other cells.

Wesker walked by the glass and shinned his light into Chris' cell. The light blinded Chris – he could not see the man's face.

"Jake," Wesker's voice said over Chris' radio. "Leave the doors shut. It's too late for Chris now."

"Shit," Jake said. "What about the other one? Is he trapped?"

"Yeah," Wesker said. "Let me come back to the surveillance room and we can figure out what to do from there."

"Okay," Jake's voice responded.

You see, Chris? The voice…Alice said. They don't care about you. You're a goner to them now.

This is how I die, Chris thought.

Yes, yes it is.

After that, Chris knew nothing but darkness.