Resident Evil: Invoking the Devil
Chapter Four: The Stranger Below.
Jill, Barry and Rebecca met up in the hallway and no one spoke for a while then Rebecca decided to start off. "I found this bottle out in the yard, I thought what's inside could interest you" she held out the small bottle. Barry took it and the note that Rebecca handed to him and scanned them very carefully "It's defiantly interesting" he said at last "but do you know if it works?" Rebecca shook her head
"No, couldn't get near anything to try it on but I'm sure we'll find something…maybe try it on a dead thing?" Barry shrugged
"Maybe but first let's hear what Jill found." Jill coughed and thought about what she could say
"I found that there's something seriously wrong with this place, just like the Umbrella mansion" she pulled out the diary pages and gave them to Rebecca. "Wow" Rebecca said at last and showed them to Barry "do you think she could still be here?"
"I hope so, if she if we'll have to get her out of this place and if this so called antidote really works we could save lives if the worst should happen again" Jill said quickly. Barry gave the papers back to her and thought for a moment
"Come on" he said at last "I want to find these passages and hopefully we can get rid of all these creatures for good" he led them back into the kitchen and pointed to a closed door. "I think that might lead down to the basement, I couldn't get it open but maybe if we all try we can kick it in." Jill went over to the door and shoved it, Rebecca and Barry followed and eventually the old door flew open, a musty smell rose up and dust poured from the ceiling inside. "What are we waiting for?" Jill said at last "the sooner we get this over with the sooner we can leave this city." Barry pushed past and looked into the dark
"She's right but have you all got ammo?" They nodded "Then let's go."
The woman sat deathly still on an old wooden chair, her bright green eyes watching the slow drip of water from the crack in the wall. Her feet rested in a bucket of water which was so cold it had made her skin blue, she had heard the commotion from upstairs but hadn't the energy yet to go and investigate. She weakly raised her arm to brush a lone strand of hair from her face but when she touched her cheek he gently stroke the 'tattoo' of leaves. She turned her head and looked round her room, her eyes used to the dark, she smiled despite the hideous cold and the loneliness, she was just glad to be alive.
Barry lighted a match which he had in his pocket and lit an old oil lamp in on corner of the basement, a hazy light illuminated the dusty surrounding. Old chairs were piled in the opposite corner and a covered table just across from them; Jill took the lamp carefully over to the chair and studied what was behind. "Barry there's a door behind here" with those words the other two went over and began moving the chairs away from an iron door. Jill looked and the lock on it and pulled out her lock pick and the door easily opened. "Not one for security is she?" Rebecca said and looked into the dark "you first Barry" taking the lamp Barry carefully moved into a long corridor and listened "do you hear something?" he asked. Jill listened
"Yeah, sounds like wings…lot's of them…Barry! Get down!" Barry dived to the floor; the oil lamp shattering and hundreds of the ugliest bats flew over his head and down the corridor. "That was close" Barry muttered and pulled himself up "forget about the lamp, I think that's what attracted them in the first place." Jill and Rebecca stepped into the dark and without warning the door slammed behind them, Rebecca screamed. "It's locked…" Jill said calmly and tried to pick the lock again "it's not working!" They remained silent and jumped as somewhere in the passage a door banged.
"There's someone down here" Rebecca said "let's just go, I'm sure there's another way out" and she jogged down the corridor, behind her the other prayed with was right.