Author: Hyd D.Wong
Title: Resident Evil: Enter The Nightmare
Chapter: 2 – Survivors…are there?
December 25th Daylight
It's Christmas. What a terrible Christmas…what can be better? I guess I'll just have to follow my plans & find as many survivors as possible. After rounding them up in the airport, it will be easy to take on from there. The T-Virus must have spread out pretty fast…guess I'll have to find a new firearm before I can continue in this mission.
I reached the bungalow soon. I grabbed the knob & turned it. My heart skipped. A loud banging sound alerted me & I jumped down a few steps. Soon enough, the door opened & out came a five feet tall zombie. He had torn & tattered clothes & his entire chest was ripped off, exposing the rib bones. He raised his arms out like a newborn vampire & staggered towards me. For a few seconds, I was standing there, rooted to the ground. I soon found my senses & drew out my Beretta Pistol. Although I have told myself not to waste any ammunition, I had to fire in order to advance any further. And so it was, five shots through the neck & head, the zombie fell on the ground after that. I walked across it & looked at it again.
It moved.
I yelled in terror & raised my foot to stamp on his neck. It made a sickening cracking sound & I knew I had broken his undead neck. That was good, as it really died after that incident. I put my gun into the holster & walked towards the bungalow. The bungalow was huge & stands at three story high. As I enter, I could make out that a dinner had just happened before this tragic incident followed. Banners of 'Merry Christmas Countdown' were torn from the walls. Many of them were stained with blood. I entered the main hall & found many dead bodies there. I presume that all of them were dead already, as none of them had dived for my flesh yet. Out of the corner of my eye, one of the corpses moved. I withdrew my gun & aimed at him. I gave one shot & it missed its head. I cursed under my breath.
'Hey! Don't shoot me! Don't shoot me!' The 'zombie' raised two of his hands high up in the air. I kept my gun straight at his head; maybe it was a talking zombie. Upon further investigation, I found out that it was a survivor.
'What's your name?' I asked him.
'Ryo, Ryo Steiner, I work just down the road.' He stood up & stared at me with frightened blue eyes. 'You got to get me out of here…those zombies…they terrorize the entire dinner. I pretended to be dead…luckily there were still other people to feast on & they didn't pick on me.'
'Guess you're a lucky one,' I remarked at him, & then glanced at his outfit. 'Hey, you got to find something to use as a weapon. I don't have an extra gun & I only have twenty-four bullets left in my pistol. If you want to get out alive, you will have to stick with me. I'm planning to gather all the survivors & bring them to the airfield. Hopefully, someone knows how to pilot the plane.' Ryo brushed the dirt off his clothes & grabbed something from his waist.
'I got a combat knife here, it won't be as useful as the gun you have there, but it's better than nothing.' He smiled for the first time.
'Okay, to beat the zombies, you'll have to be brave. The zombies are disgusting but they are dead slow, excluding the zombie dog, that is.' I reloaded my gun & stared outside the window. There was a beam of light coming from a fast food restaurant down the road. It seemed to be occupied by somebody…either a survivor or another one of those stench filthy undead. 'Hey Ryo, we're going to that shop over there…there's something I want to check on about.'
'Okay,' Ryo then used his knife to break one of the windows & he crawled out. 'Well, let's go.' He said & jumped out of the hedge grass onto the pavement. He looked around & murmured something that sounds like, 'Coast is clear.' I followed him & prepared my gun, just in case this Ryo is a bit long-sighted. His report was true, however, there were no undead at sight. Ryo & I then started to walk towards the lit fast food restaurant. All of us wished that there were another survivor there, as more members in the party strengthen the team spirit. We headed towards the restaurant & soon reached its doorstep. It read 'Dally's Café' on top of its sign. Half of the sign had already been cracked & was not lit up anymore. I reached for the door knob…& turned it…
Title: Resident Evil: Enter The Nightmare
Chapter: 2 – Survivors…are there?
December 25th Daylight
It's Christmas. What a terrible Christmas…what can be better? I guess I'll just have to follow my plans & find as many survivors as possible. After rounding them up in the airport, it will be easy to take on from there. The T-Virus must have spread out pretty fast…guess I'll have to find a new firearm before I can continue in this mission.
I reached the bungalow soon. I grabbed the knob & turned it. My heart skipped. A loud banging sound alerted me & I jumped down a few steps. Soon enough, the door opened & out came a five feet tall zombie. He had torn & tattered clothes & his entire chest was ripped off, exposing the rib bones. He raised his arms out like a newborn vampire & staggered towards me. For a few seconds, I was standing there, rooted to the ground. I soon found my senses & drew out my Beretta Pistol. Although I have told myself not to waste any ammunition, I had to fire in order to advance any further. And so it was, five shots through the neck & head, the zombie fell on the ground after that. I walked across it & looked at it again.
It moved.
I yelled in terror & raised my foot to stamp on his neck. It made a sickening cracking sound & I knew I had broken his undead neck. That was good, as it really died after that incident. I put my gun into the holster & walked towards the bungalow. The bungalow was huge & stands at three story high. As I enter, I could make out that a dinner had just happened before this tragic incident followed. Banners of 'Merry Christmas Countdown' were torn from the walls. Many of them were stained with blood. I entered the main hall & found many dead bodies there. I presume that all of them were dead already, as none of them had dived for my flesh yet. Out of the corner of my eye, one of the corpses moved. I withdrew my gun & aimed at him. I gave one shot & it missed its head. I cursed under my breath.
'Hey! Don't shoot me! Don't shoot me!' The 'zombie' raised two of his hands high up in the air. I kept my gun straight at his head; maybe it was a talking zombie. Upon further investigation, I found out that it was a survivor.
'What's your name?' I asked him.
'Ryo, Ryo Steiner, I work just down the road.' He stood up & stared at me with frightened blue eyes. 'You got to get me out of here…those zombies…they terrorize the entire dinner. I pretended to be dead…luckily there were still other people to feast on & they didn't pick on me.'
'Guess you're a lucky one,' I remarked at him, & then glanced at his outfit. 'Hey, you got to find something to use as a weapon. I don't have an extra gun & I only have twenty-four bullets left in my pistol. If you want to get out alive, you will have to stick with me. I'm planning to gather all the survivors & bring them to the airfield. Hopefully, someone knows how to pilot the plane.' Ryo brushed the dirt off his clothes & grabbed something from his waist.
'I got a combat knife here, it won't be as useful as the gun you have there, but it's better than nothing.' He smiled for the first time.
'Okay, to beat the zombies, you'll have to be brave. The zombies are disgusting but they are dead slow, excluding the zombie dog, that is.' I reloaded my gun & stared outside the window. There was a beam of light coming from a fast food restaurant down the road. It seemed to be occupied by somebody…either a survivor or another one of those stench filthy undead. 'Hey Ryo, we're going to that shop over there…there's something I want to check on about.'
'Okay,' Ryo then used his knife to break one of the windows & he crawled out. 'Well, let's go.' He said & jumped out of the hedge grass onto the pavement. He looked around & murmured something that sounds like, 'Coast is clear.' I followed him & prepared my gun, just in case this Ryo is a bit long-sighted. His report was true, however, there were no undead at sight. Ryo & I then started to walk towards the lit fast food restaurant. All of us wished that there were another survivor there, as more members in the party strengthen the team spirit. We headed towards the restaurant & soon reached its doorstep. It read 'Dally's Café' on top of its sign. Half of the sign had already been cracked & was not lit up anymore. I reached for the door knob…& turned it…