S.T.A.R.S Office, Raccoon City, February 1st, 2002, 3:09 pm
Jill was sitting at her desk, doing paperwork when there was a knock out at the main door. She stood up, and holstered her gun. "Who is it?" she asked, walking out of her office and towards the door. "Who is it?" she repeated when there was no answer. Again there was no answer. She opened the door, and a middle-aged man, with blonde hair and blue eyes was standing in front of her. "Excuse me?" he asked her, "I work at the school downtown. Well, things have been getting weird. The staff have been getting pale, and kind of, well... spaced out." "Have the staff consumed Adreniline?" The man nodded, and gave Jill a confused look. "This means trouble," is all Jill said as she walked past the man, and into her truck.
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Henderson School, Raccoon City, February 1st, 2002, 3:27pm
Jill sat in the empty classroom. She heard the banging on the door. The "Smart Zombies" would be in soon, she knew that. Her barricade wouldn't keep them at bay much longer, how many were there? How many gunshots would it take? She backed up against a wall, and took aim as the door began to slowly slide open. An arm came through the crack in the doorway, flailing wildly. The door opened more and more, until one zombie stumbled into the room. Jill fired three shots, two hit the zombie in the chest, one in the throat. It stumbled back, and stood still for a second or two, then began forward again. Another shot hit it in the head, knocking it on the ground. While it lay dead, 2 more came into the room. Jill had only 11 shots left, and she knew that wouldn't last long. She took aim, and hit one of the two square between the eyes. It's head split in two, and the body fell. The other was close, so Jill had no time to aim; she fired of 4 more shots, only 2 of which hit the target. The zombie's arm slouched as a bullet hit its shoulder. The other hit its collarbone. The zombie lunged at Jill, but she side stepped out of the way, and it smacked into the wall. She shot a bullet into the back of its head, and it fell, but another zombie had entered the room, and gotten quite close to Jill. She aimed, but she was shaky, and couldn't keep steady to fire. Instead she just took a shot, which missed the zombie completely. Down to four shots, and only about a meter between her and the zombie, she began to panic. She shot wildly twice, but hit both times. The shots were in the body though, and had no apparent effect. The zombie continued towards her, so she planned to run, but she quickly realized the zombie had cornered her. She shot once more, as the zombie lunged, and hit it in the left eye. A chunk of it's head fell of, and the zombie dropped to the floor. Jill checked her gun, one bullet left. She tiptoed to the classroom door, and peeked into the hall, it was empty.
She began to walk towards the exit when a hand grabbed her shoulder. She spun and aimed her gun at its head. "Whoa!" yelled the man from the office. "What the hell? You have a gun? What's going on in this place?" Jill's eyes narrowed, and she fired her last bullet.
Jill was sitting at her desk, doing paperwork when there was a knock out at the main door. She stood up, and holstered her gun. "Who is it?" she asked, walking out of her office and towards the door. "Who is it?" she repeated when there was no answer. Again there was no answer. She opened the door, and a middle-aged man, with blonde hair and blue eyes was standing in front of her. "Excuse me?" he asked her, "I work at the school downtown. Well, things have been getting weird. The staff have been getting pale, and kind of, well... spaced out." "Have the staff consumed Adreniline?" The man nodded, and gave Jill a confused look. "This means trouble," is all Jill said as she walked past the man, and into her truck.
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Henderson School, Raccoon City, February 1st, 2002, 3:27pm
Jill sat in the empty classroom. She heard the banging on the door. The "Smart Zombies" would be in soon, she knew that. Her barricade wouldn't keep them at bay much longer, how many were there? How many gunshots would it take? She backed up against a wall, and took aim as the door began to slowly slide open. An arm came through the crack in the doorway, flailing wildly. The door opened more and more, until one zombie stumbled into the room. Jill fired three shots, two hit the zombie in the chest, one in the throat. It stumbled back, and stood still for a second or two, then began forward again. Another shot hit it in the head, knocking it on the ground. While it lay dead, 2 more came into the room. Jill had only 11 shots left, and she knew that wouldn't last long. She took aim, and hit one of the two square between the eyes. It's head split in two, and the body fell. The other was close, so Jill had no time to aim; she fired of 4 more shots, only 2 of which hit the target. The zombie's arm slouched as a bullet hit its shoulder. The other hit its collarbone. The zombie lunged at Jill, but she side stepped out of the way, and it smacked into the wall. She shot a bullet into the back of its head, and it fell, but another zombie had entered the room, and gotten quite close to Jill. She aimed, but she was shaky, and couldn't keep steady to fire. Instead she just took a shot, which missed the zombie completely. Down to four shots, and only about a meter between her and the zombie, she began to panic. She shot wildly twice, but hit both times. The shots were in the body though, and had no apparent effect. The zombie continued towards her, so she planned to run, but she quickly realized the zombie had cornered her. She shot once more, as the zombie lunged, and hit it in the left eye. A chunk of it's head fell of, and the zombie dropped to the floor. Jill checked her gun, one bullet left. She tiptoed to the classroom door, and peeked into the hall, it was empty.
She began to walk towards the exit when a hand grabbed her shoulder. She spun and aimed her gun at its head. "Whoa!" yelled the man from the office. "What the hell? You have a gun? What's going on in this place?" Jill's eyes narrowed, and she fired her last bullet.