Everyone was at Claire's house. Rebecca, Carlos, Nina, Jake, Leon, and
herself.
They were all talking about various things, when a car pulled up. Assuming it was Alana and Chris, Claire went over and opened the door. It wasn't them.
Two men in suits were standing at the door. "Ms. Redfield." One of the men said "Yes…"she answered
"We have some questions for you."
"Like what?!" she snapped back.
"About your past."
The men spoke very calmly and coolly.
"I'm not telling you anything!" She said, then she slammed and locked the door.
The men just waited at the door.
Chris and Alana pulled up to see some strange men standing at the door.
"Who are they?" Alana asked
"I dunno, I never saw them before."
Once the car was stopped. They both got out and walked up to the men.
"excuse me" Chris said, pushing past the men. Alana just followed him into the house.
"Who are they?" Alana said as soon as she closed the door.
"I'm not sure," Claire said "They pulled up, and now want to 'ask me some questions', so, I shut the door."
Alana giggled some.
"My goodness!" Rebecca exclaimed as she walked in the room "Your arm, looks horrible!" she immediately stopped what she was doing and walked over to Alana.
She gently grabbed her arm and took her over to the couch, and started cleaning up her face.
"Doesn't that hurt?" Carlos asked "Were you like that all day?"
"Yeah, I got in the accident last night around this time." Alana answered
Looking at Rebecca he asked "Why didn't she bleed to death?"
"I…I don't know…" she said, sounding like she wasn't really paying attention. "Leon, can you give me that bag by the table?"
"Uh-huh" Leon answered. He handed Rebecca the bag. She ripped it open and took out a bottle of something, and then put it on a cotton ball, and rubbed it one her face.
"This might sting a little…" Rebecca said, leaning over to put it on her.
"I doubt it." Alana replied under her breath.
Rebecca touched it too her face, waiting for Alana to show some kind of sign telling her it hurt, but that never happened. Alana just sat still, and waited for her to be done. Everyone in the room just stood there, no one knew what to say, well, except Nina.
"Are you sure that's gonna help?" Nina asked
"What do you mean?" Rebecca said, finishing with Alana's face.
"It never worked when we were kids. She always got taken to the hospital, and then would come back good as new." Nina said
"But, there wasn't a hospital for miles in Raccoon." Chris said, getting confused.
"Not the regular hospital." Nina said, sounding like everyone should know "The one our dad's worked at."
"Uhhhhh…" Chris said "I don't remember a hospital in Raccoon…"
"Well, it doesn't matter, because it's gone now." Nina said, sounding like she really wanted to end the conversation.
Alana and Rebecca were talking about something, and the Rebecca pulled out what looked like some sort of sewing kit.
"I'm going to try to stitch up you're your arm, okay?"
"Yup" Alana said
First, Rebecca took a close look at her arm.
"What…" Rebecca said, looking closer at her arm. "What…is that?" she asked, not really looking for an answer.
Rebecca put on new gloves, and tried to take a closer look at whatever that was.
"This might hurt…a lot." She said
"What are you going to do?" Alana asked
"Well, you have some kind of, foreign object, I guess you could say, stuck in your arm, and I'm going to try and get it out."
Nina walked over to the couch "Wait-!"
Before Nina could warn anyone, Rebecca pulled on it.
"OUCHHHHH!" Alana screamed
"That'll break her arm!" Nina shouted "Don't touch it!"
"I've never seen anything like that before." Rebecca said.
"What do you mean," Chris said walking over to the couch, looking down at Alana's arm "That….What is that!"
"When I was little" Alana started " I broke both of my arms, and that was put there so they would grow right, instead of being messed up for the rest of my life. I don't remember, neither does Nina, but that's what our parents told us." Alana looked around the room, everyone was just standing or sitting, with blank looks on their faces.
"Ummmm…That's all good, but why didn't they take them out when you got older?" Rebecca asked.
"Because, they are like my bones, that's what they do, they are my arms." Alana said.
"Well, either way," Rebecca said "I'm going to finish stitching your arm."
"Alright." Alana said.
"Nina, I need to talk to you for a second." Jake said
"ok…" Nina said hesitantly.
They walked into the kitchen.
"What exactly happened when you were a kid, you guys seem to have a really strange background…"
"Our background is just like anyone else's, except that we had our own personal family lives, just like everyone else."
Jake looked at her for a second "If you say so." He said "Let's go home, I want to talk to you alone."
They were all talking about various things, when a car pulled up. Assuming it was Alana and Chris, Claire went over and opened the door. It wasn't them.
Two men in suits were standing at the door. "Ms. Redfield." One of the men said "Yes…"she answered
"We have some questions for you."
"Like what?!" she snapped back.
"About your past."
The men spoke very calmly and coolly.
"I'm not telling you anything!" She said, then she slammed and locked the door.
The men just waited at the door.
Chris and Alana pulled up to see some strange men standing at the door.
"Who are they?" Alana asked
"I dunno, I never saw them before."
Once the car was stopped. They both got out and walked up to the men.
"excuse me" Chris said, pushing past the men. Alana just followed him into the house.
"Who are they?" Alana said as soon as she closed the door.
"I'm not sure," Claire said "They pulled up, and now want to 'ask me some questions', so, I shut the door."
Alana giggled some.
"My goodness!" Rebecca exclaimed as she walked in the room "Your arm, looks horrible!" she immediately stopped what she was doing and walked over to Alana.
She gently grabbed her arm and took her over to the couch, and started cleaning up her face.
"Doesn't that hurt?" Carlos asked "Were you like that all day?"
"Yeah, I got in the accident last night around this time." Alana answered
Looking at Rebecca he asked "Why didn't she bleed to death?"
"I…I don't know…" she said, sounding like she wasn't really paying attention. "Leon, can you give me that bag by the table?"
"Uh-huh" Leon answered. He handed Rebecca the bag. She ripped it open and took out a bottle of something, and then put it on a cotton ball, and rubbed it one her face.
"This might sting a little…" Rebecca said, leaning over to put it on her.
"I doubt it." Alana replied under her breath.
Rebecca touched it too her face, waiting for Alana to show some kind of sign telling her it hurt, but that never happened. Alana just sat still, and waited for her to be done. Everyone in the room just stood there, no one knew what to say, well, except Nina.
"Are you sure that's gonna help?" Nina asked
"What do you mean?" Rebecca said, finishing with Alana's face.
"It never worked when we were kids. She always got taken to the hospital, and then would come back good as new." Nina said
"But, there wasn't a hospital for miles in Raccoon." Chris said, getting confused.
"Not the regular hospital." Nina said, sounding like everyone should know "The one our dad's worked at."
"Uhhhhh…" Chris said "I don't remember a hospital in Raccoon…"
"Well, it doesn't matter, because it's gone now." Nina said, sounding like she really wanted to end the conversation.
Alana and Rebecca were talking about something, and the Rebecca pulled out what looked like some sort of sewing kit.
"I'm going to try to stitch up you're your arm, okay?"
"Yup" Alana said
First, Rebecca took a close look at her arm.
"What…" Rebecca said, looking closer at her arm. "What…is that?" she asked, not really looking for an answer.
Rebecca put on new gloves, and tried to take a closer look at whatever that was.
"This might hurt…a lot." She said
"What are you going to do?" Alana asked
"Well, you have some kind of, foreign object, I guess you could say, stuck in your arm, and I'm going to try and get it out."
Nina walked over to the couch "Wait-!"
Before Nina could warn anyone, Rebecca pulled on it.
"OUCHHHHH!" Alana screamed
"That'll break her arm!" Nina shouted "Don't touch it!"
"I've never seen anything like that before." Rebecca said.
"What do you mean," Chris said walking over to the couch, looking down at Alana's arm "That….What is that!"
"When I was little" Alana started " I broke both of my arms, and that was put there so they would grow right, instead of being messed up for the rest of my life. I don't remember, neither does Nina, but that's what our parents told us." Alana looked around the room, everyone was just standing or sitting, with blank looks on their faces.
"Ummmm…That's all good, but why didn't they take them out when you got older?" Rebecca asked.
"Because, they are like my bones, that's what they do, they are my arms." Alana said.
"Well, either way," Rebecca said "I'm going to finish stitching your arm."
"Alright." Alana said.
"Nina, I need to talk to you for a second." Jake said
"ok…" Nina said hesitantly.
They walked into the kitchen.
"What exactly happened when you were a kid, you guys seem to have a really strange background…"
"Our background is just like anyone else's, except that we had our own personal family lives, just like everyone else."
Jake looked at her for a second "If you say so." He said "Let's go home, I want to talk to you alone."