Chapter Four: Questions

Cairo Prison

When Jill and Leon arrived at Cairo Prison, they found the prison warden to be none other than the crooked
Raccoon Police Department chief Brian Irons. He grinned at the both of them. "Welcome to Cairo Prison!" he
boomed. "Please, step this way."

Jill was, once again, angry at Leon for not telling her the truth. "You said you found this puzzle box on a
dig in Thebes!" she hissed.

Leon shrugged his shoulders. "I was mistaken."

"You lied to me!"

Leon looked at Jill. "I lie to everyone. What makes you so special?"

"I'm supposed to be your sister!"

"Well, that makes you more gullible."

"You stole this from a drunk from the local casbah!" Jill accused.

Irons led the two to the visitors' pen. "What is he in for?" Jill asked.

Irons shrugged his shoulders. "Wouldn't say. He just said he was looking for a good time."

As if on cue, the prison door swung open and a prisoner was pushed into the pen. The prisoner, which is Chris
Redfield, is in chains and is pushed up against the cell bars. Chris is hardly recognizable. His hair has
gotten longer and he was growing a beard.

"He's nothing but a damn criminal?" Jill snapped at Leon.

Leon was about to say something but Chris spoke. "Who are you?" He looked at Jill. "And who's the broad?"

Jill's eye twiched. "Broad?"

"She's my sister," Leon began. "We're missionaries."

Chris looked at Jill for a long moment. "Oh, well. Guess she's not a total loss."

"What?!" Jill screeched.

Irons left the group to speak with one of the prison's guards. "I'll be back," he said to the group.

"I tremble with anticipation," Chris said wryly. He was rewarded with a blow to the back from the guard in the
pen with him. Chris was not fazed by the blow. He just simply shook it off.

"We, uh found your puzzle box," Jill began, "and we come to ask you about it."

Chris looked into Jill's eyes. "No?"

"No?" Jill repeated.

"No. You came to ask me about Hamunaptra."

'Smart,' Jill thought. "How do you know that this box pertains to Hamunaptra?"

"Because that's where I was when I found it," Chris replied. "I was there."

Leon leaned in. "How do we know that you're not lying about this box?" he asked.

Chris looked at Leon closely. "Do I know you?"

Leon realized that he knew who he was, but he decided to play dumb. "Uh, no."

Chris's fist went through the bars and glanced off Leon's jaw, knocking him out. Again, Chris got another
blow from the guard. Again he shrugged it off. Jill stepped over Leon's body and moved in closer to Chris.

"You were actually at Hamunaptra?" Jill asked.

"Yeah, I was there."

"You swear?"

Chris grinned. "Every damn day."

Jill frowned. "That's not what I meant."

Chris nodded. "I know what you mean. Seti's place. City Of The Dead."

Jill leaned closer to Chris. "Can you tell me how to get there?"

"You wanna know?"

Jill nodded. "Yeah."

"Really wanna know?"

Jill nods and Chris motions her to come even closer. She does so and Chris grabs her and kisses her on the
lips.

"Then get me the hell outa here!" Chris yelled.

Jill is stunned. A guard clubs Chris, his face bouncing off the bars again, but before he can react the guards
grab him, pulled him away from the bars and drag him out of the room.

Jill turned to Irons, who had just returned from his errands. "Where are they taking him?"

Irons grinned. "Thay are taking him to be hanged. Apparently, he had a VERY good time."
***
Hundreds of filthy prisoners stare down onto the gallows as the hangman's noose is draped over Chris's head
and cinched tight around his neck. Jill follows the warden onto a balcony above the gallows. The prisoners all
go dead quiet at the sight of her, like jackals staring at fresh meat.

Jill turned to Irons. "I'll give you a hundred dollars American to save his life."

Irons snorted. "I make more than that in bribes. Besides, I would pay one hundred dollars American just to see
him hang."

Jill raised her price. "Two hundred!"

"Proceed!"

"Three hundred!"

Meanwhile, on the gallows, the hangman was finishing tighening the noose on Chris's neck. "Any last requests,
pig?"

"Yeah, I'd like ya to let me go," Chris croaked.

Back on the balcony, Jill raised her price yet again. "Five hundred!"

Irons thought about it. "Uh...no." He then gestures to the hangman, who promptly flipped the lever. The
trapdoor under Chris's feet gives way.

"NO!" Jill screamed.

Chris falls through, but the rope pays out. Amazingly anough, Chris is still alive.

Irons was amused with Chris's predicament. "His neck didn't break. Now we can watch him strangle to death."

The prisoners are now berzerk, seeing that Chris was still alive, but the effect of strangulation was taking
its toll on Chris.

Jill was desperate. "He knows the location to Hamunaptra."

That caught Irons' attention. "You lie."

Jill was taken aback by Irons's statment. "I would never!"

At the end of the rope, Chris is starting to turn red.

Irons pointed to Chris. "Are you saying this idiot knows where to find The City Of The Dead? Truly?"

Jill nodded. "Yes and if you cut him down, we will give you ten percent."

Irons narrowed his eyes. "Fifty percent."

"Twenty."

"Forty."

"Twenty-five, not a penny less. That's more that what you get in bribes from Umbrella."

Irons growled. She had nailed him down. But then again, she DID have a point. He looked at the hangman on the
gallows. "Cut him down!"

The hangman draws a scmitar and slices the rope, sending Chris to the ground. He's half-dead, but very much
alive. He looks up at Jill, who had a smug look on her face. She cocks her eyebrows and smiles down at him with
an 'I-save-your-ass" grin.