"What found us?" Leon demanded as the pounding got louder.
"Zombies." Jill's tone was very deadly. "You armed?"
"I don't think…" Leon trailed off as he realized he had a gun resting in his holster. He pulled it out and to his surprise it was the same gun he had first used when he had came to Raccoon City! 'What the hell…? I lost this gun during that incident. How did I get it back?' Leon tilted the handle of the gun closer to his face and noted the faint letters L and K that had been scratched in. Yes this was his old gun.
"Looks like they armed you before they dropped you in this hell hold. Is it loaded?"
Leon did a check of the gun. "Yeah fully." He did a quick search of his pockets. "But no extra ammo. How many?" Leon asked referring to the zombies.
"One, two a hundred I have no way of knowing. But we aren't safe here, stupid as they are they will find a way in sooner or later."
To prove Jill's point the back door of the moving van jostled sharply in its' hinges almost giving way to the constant abuse.
"Can we get into the front of the van from the storage area?" Leon inspected the perimeter of the room.
"Yeah there should be a door over there." Jill pointed at an area covered by a makeshift barricade. "But I don't know if this van still runs."
"We have to try."
Leon and Jill went to move the barricade out of the way revealing a busted door with a broken door knob. Leon pulled out his gun and with one well aimed shot the door swung open.
The sight in front of Leon and Jill as they got to the driver and passenger seat was horrific. All around them zombies surrounded the van trying desperately to get in. They pounded on the glass and the doors in a hungered frenzy staring at them both with blood lusty eyes. Thankfully the glass on the van was still holding out but by the many cracks they knew the glass wouldn't hold up for much longer.
Jill jumped into the driver's seat ignoring the faces of the zombies only inches away from her and tried to start up the van. Leon got into the passenger seat and buckled them both up. The engine gave a cold shutter but wouldn't start.
"Try it again Jill!" Leon demanded fearfully as he looked at the back of the van. The back doors were almost broken down now, but the cracks the zombies had made in-between the door and the frame was still not large enough for one of them to get in. Though it wouldn't be long before it would be.
Jill tried the engine again and again it gave her a dying shudder but refused to start. She spied a look at the gas gage. It was practically on empty. Even if she got it started they wouldn't be able to go very far. 'Damn!' Jill mentally cursed as she tried the engine again. There was a sudden spray of shattered glass as the window on the driver's side door was finally shattered open.
"JILL!" Leon yelled as he helped Jill shove the zombies backwards and out of the van.
The engine roared to life and Jill hit the gas hard and sent van flying forward. The zombies on the sides of the van fell to the ground but the ones clinging to the front of the van held vigilantly. They glared at Jill and Leon as they clung to the front window making it impossible for Jill to see where she was driving.
"I can't see!" Jill yelled in frustration.
Leon brought his gun up to shot the zombies when they smashed right into something very hard.
Jill woke up later on in the smashed wreckage of the moving van with Leon unconscious right next to her. They had smashed right into a brick wall and that side of the building had crashed in on the back of the van. The roof of the building creaked dangerously as it was very close to caving in on them. The zombies that had been blinding them during the short-lived ride lay in pieces many feet from them.
"Leon?" Jill gave the unconscious cop a nudge but he refused to wake. Blood was trickling down the side of Leon's face. During the crash a piece of flying debris had hit him on the side of his head. The wound didn't look too serious to Jill but she knew that she had to get both him and her out of this building immediately. It was going to collapse at any moment.
Jill fished around the bottom of the seat for Leon's gun and put it back into his holster. Her body screamed at her in pain as she went to pull her and Leon out of the van.
Leon was still unconscious and his body was heavy and limp like a rag doll as Jill dragged him out of the van.
Jill's legs were barely able to support her own weight let alone Leon's as well. "Leon, please wake up!" She pleased to the young cop but he still failed to stir.
Knowing it was futile to try and wake him Jill clenched her teeth and ignoring the flashing spurts of pain she half carried half dragged Leon across the room.
With a lot of painstaking effort Jill managed to get both her and Leon to a door leading outside. Jill was far too aware of what could be waiting behind that door to greet them but the ceiling creaked dangerously above them threatening to cave in on them at any moment. She had no choice.
Slowly Jill opened the door. She spied a look outside and saw no creatures waiting to pounce on them. Jill let out a heavy sigh and inched out the door back onto the street with Leon in tow.
The sky was an ashen gray like there was a permanent haze over the city. It was mostly quiet but the whispering winds carried tortured hungry moans through the air as creatures aimlessly wandered in search of food.
Jill glanced cautiously at her surroundings. At the moment there didn't seem to be anything threatening or dangerous around. The closest building nearby was one that had the windows all boarded up. 'I could go to that one but it might barricaded shut. But it will take too long to drag Leon someplace else. What should I do?'
A low dog like howl followed by a chorus of more howling made up Jill's mind. A pack of infected dogs were nearby.
Jill dragged Leon over to a side door of the boarded up building. She tried the door and as expected it wouldn't budge. The building behind Jill, the one that her and Leon had just came out of, collapsed in on itself making jump slightly in surprise almost dropping Leon. 'Not a moment too soon.'
Jill turned her attentions back to the door. It wasn't locked but something seemed to be blocking it. 'Can't open this while holding Leon.' Jill gingerly laid Leon on the ground as she took out her gun. The dog's howls were getting nearer.
With all her might Jill tried to shove the door open. But her body was sore from the car crash and her muscles were tired from dragging Leon, so this proved fruitless.
'One more shove Jill, you can do this.' Jill coaxed herself before giving the door one last shove. The object on the other side of the door gave way and the door opened halfway. With no time to check if it was safe Jill dragged Leon's unconscious body in the building. Once he was in she closed the door immediately. The dogs finally there thrashed against the door but Jill pushed back the make shift barricade that had been blocking the door back in front of it. It prevented the zombie dogs from getting in but wasn't going to hold forever. Jill added to the barricade to make it harder for creatures to get in before looking at where she and Leon were. It was a drugstore that had been trashed and it seemed to be deserted. Things were scattered all over the place bottles, papers, cans, rotting food, glass, boxes and many other things.
Jill cleared a space for Leon and laid him on the floor with his head resting on some cloths that Jill had bundled up into a cushion. When she got up fatigue started to set in and Jill's breaths were short and sharp. She started to feel dizzy but she fought unconsciousness.
A low strangled moan told Jill that she and Leon weren't alone in the little drugstore. Jill tightened her grip on her gun. A zombie dressed in a pale green worker's uniform stumbled its' way slowly from the back room of the store. Its' skin was pasty and pealing showing signs of decay in many spots. A vile black goo oozed from its' left eye socket which Jill guessed was once its' left eye. The zombies limped heavily on its' right leg mostly because of the lack of a right foot which had rotted off and now was just a decaying fleshy stub. The smell was so bad that Jill had to choke down the vomit that threatened to come up her throat.
She took aim and shot the undead creature in the head. The black good splattered across the room as the zombie crumpled to the ground. It looked dead but Jill knew better. She fired three more shots and didn't even recoil when the zombie came back to life and tried to get up after the second shot. With the last shot she decapitated the zombie and its' head rolled across the room.
Jill checked her gun, two more shots and she would be completely out of bullets. And she didn't have any extra ammo either. 'Better see what I can salvage from this place. I'm going to need something for that cut Leon has.' Jill thought looking around. She took Leon's gun for added measure and went to explore the rest of the drugstore.