" It was not to long ago, when the accident happened, no one really was
expecting it to happen again, considering it last happened maybe two
hundred years ago. I remember it all like it was yesterday, how I lost
everyone, my friends, my loved ones and even those I hate, and when it
comes down to all that, you wish you could ask for it back. My name is
Glacia Reinfield and I remember something like this being told to me as a
child, that are family name had a history with the evil corporation
Umbrella, but I never saw Umbrella as evil, considering they do so much for
the people today, well let's just say I have a story to tell you about how
I lost so much to not believing."
A young beautiful girl skid through the narrow hallways of the large building she was consumed within, the floors shimmered a glossy coat of blue, matching the girls short sleeve blouse. She caught herself in action and slowed down a bit, to walk a calm, yet quick pace. As she walked she brushed her hands on her black skirt, adjusting a bit as she stepped into a classroom filled with students just like herself. Without a moment to lose, she took a seat, listening to the chimes the chased her into the classroom. She sighed in relief as she watched the teacher walk into the classroom shortly after her, the teacher not being as pep as normal, just trudged to the front of the classroom, scratching himself.
He turned to face his class, getting a slight gasp from the girl; she was the smart mouth to the class, also known as the class clown. She smiled slightly as she said in her soft, sarcastic voice, " What happened to you? Did you have a bad night?"
The teacher groaned, as he looked to the girl that said that, groaning at her once again.
" This should have been a clue to us all, but hey sometimes people have really bad mornings and have to act like that, I know I do, well did. I don't sleep anymore, but that is another long story. Well he just stood there groaning at us for about an hour, I mean hey he was wasting learning time, none of us were complaining, but the second sign we had was not what we had expected out of him, it was the worse of things that could happen, okay not really, but it was gross!"
He groaned yet again, with the chiming of the bell following him, as the class starting to stand, actual words spilled from his mouth, " Where do you think your going? I haven't given you your homework yet."
The class froze as he turned around, skin from his scalp flaking off and falling onto his desk. The girl looked at the skin, seeing it was not a case of dandruff but it was like scabs flaking off him, the scabs were bloody, and smelled of rotten skin, not being able to bare it she just stepped from the classroom, walking along with her friends, out of the school. She looked to her friends who were all horrified; she shrugged as she started to speak to them, " What seems to be the matter? You all looked like you saw something disturbing or Melvin walked up to you."
One of the friends, the closest to her, Kelly, turned staring at her as she said, " Did you not see mister Bass, I mean you have him at the end of the day."
She nodded as she spoke, " Of course I saw him, I was present for his class." She chuckled to herself, " do look like the type to skip class?"
Kelly rolled her eyes as she spoke, " That is not what I meant Glacia!"
" What did you mean then?" Glacia said in a sarcastic voice.
" Well, first of all he did a whole lot of groaning all day, he practically wasted class groaning, then his skin on his arms flaked about everywhere, he wouldn't stop scratching his arms and scalp and he also smelt of rotten skin. Do you not think it is a bit weird?"
Glacia shrugged her shoulders a bit, " I mean sure it is weird, but maybe Mister Bass had a rough night or something, you never know what is going on with that man."
Both girls separated from the bigger group, considering they both lived in the same apartment complex. Kelly sighed as she held her books closer and said, " I am really worried about all this, what if it is another incident?"
Glacia rolled her eyes as she said, " Do you still believe in that heap of garbage? You know my mother and father only told us that when we were little to scare us?"
" How do you know Glacia?"
She rolled her eyes once again, turning a street corner to enter apartment complexes with Kelly as she spoke again, " Because I am a all knowing Goddess, that is how. Good grief Kelly listen to yourself and what your saying, is it possible for the dead to walk?"
"According to your mother and father, its true."
" Well your mother and father told me about Santa Claus, should I believe them?"
Kelly shakes her head, only to have Glacia asks out loud in question as they climbed stairs, " And why not?"
Kelly giggles lightly as she says, " Because Santa Claus doesn't exist."
Glacia's eyes widen a bit as she says, " If a jolly fat man doesn't exist then dead people walking around don't either!"
Before Kelly could fight for her honor, Glacia slipped into her apartment and closed the door; she turned slowly to see her father in the shadows smoking a pipe. A little scared she moved towards her room to hear his bellowing voice, " What was it you two were bickering about now?"
Glacia shrugged, " Stuff that happened at school, like always."
The man nods as he with his feet motions towards the television which was always on the news, " Was it about Mister Bass?"
Glacia a bit shocked says quietly, not looking the television, " How did you know that?"
Her dad spoke like he was briefing a army for war, " Well considering he is on the news, talking about how he just attacked a man and then shot, it is pretty big news."
Glacia's eyes widen as she looked to the screen.
" Mister Bass really did attack a man, biting him on the neck, and taking four bullets to the chest before dying. I didn't want to think anything of it, considering I knew this was all just some weird twist to life."
Glacia looked back to her dad, " It really is a shock to all of us, I think I am going to lie down for awhile."
Before letting her leave she was stopped by her father, " You know what this sounds like?"
" Great, another Umbrella zombie speech, at the time I didn't care for it, but as of now I have my own input for it."
" It sounds to me like another Umbrella incident."
Glacia nodded, still heading to her room, " Dad as much as you believe that, I want you to know I am not a believer of the dead walking, so don't try and input it into my head anymore."
He sighed as she slipped into her room and he lastly called out, " Keep your opitions open."
A young beautiful girl skid through the narrow hallways of the large building she was consumed within, the floors shimmered a glossy coat of blue, matching the girls short sleeve blouse. She caught herself in action and slowed down a bit, to walk a calm, yet quick pace. As she walked she brushed her hands on her black skirt, adjusting a bit as she stepped into a classroom filled with students just like herself. Without a moment to lose, she took a seat, listening to the chimes the chased her into the classroom. She sighed in relief as she watched the teacher walk into the classroom shortly after her, the teacher not being as pep as normal, just trudged to the front of the classroom, scratching himself.
He turned to face his class, getting a slight gasp from the girl; she was the smart mouth to the class, also known as the class clown. She smiled slightly as she said in her soft, sarcastic voice, " What happened to you? Did you have a bad night?"
The teacher groaned, as he looked to the girl that said that, groaning at her once again.
" This should have been a clue to us all, but hey sometimes people have really bad mornings and have to act like that, I know I do, well did. I don't sleep anymore, but that is another long story. Well he just stood there groaning at us for about an hour, I mean hey he was wasting learning time, none of us were complaining, but the second sign we had was not what we had expected out of him, it was the worse of things that could happen, okay not really, but it was gross!"
He groaned yet again, with the chiming of the bell following him, as the class starting to stand, actual words spilled from his mouth, " Where do you think your going? I haven't given you your homework yet."
The class froze as he turned around, skin from his scalp flaking off and falling onto his desk. The girl looked at the skin, seeing it was not a case of dandruff but it was like scabs flaking off him, the scabs were bloody, and smelled of rotten skin, not being able to bare it she just stepped from the classroom, walking along with her friends, out of the school. She looked to her friends who were all horrified; she shrugged as she started to speak to them, " What seems to be the matter? You all looked like you saw something disturbing or Melvin walked up to you."
One of the friends, the closest to her, Kelly, turned staring at her as she said, " Did you not see mister Bass, I mean you have him at the end of the day."
She nodded as she spoke, " Of course I saw him, I was present for his class." She chuckled to herself, " do look like the type to skip class?"
Kelly rolled her eyes as she spoke, " That is not what I meant Glacia!"
" What did you mean then?" Glacia said in a sarcastic voice.
" Well, first of all he did a whole lot of groaning all day, he practically wasted class groaning, then his skin on his arms flaked about everywhere, he wouldn't stop scratching his arms and scalp and he also smelt of rotten skin. Do you not think it is a bit weird?"
Glacia shrugged her shoulders a bit, " I mean sure it is weird, but maybe Mister Bass had a rough night or something, you never know what is going on with that man."
Both girls separated from the bigger group, considering they both lived in the same apartment complex. Kelly sighed as she held her books closer and said, " I am really worried about all this, what if it is another incident?"
Glacia rolled her eyes as she said, " Do you still believe in that heap of garbage? You know my mother and father only told us that when we were little to scare us?"
" How do you know Glacia?"
She rolled her eyes once again, turning a street corner to enter apartment complexes with Kelly as she spoke again, " Because I am a all knowing Goddess, that is how. Good grief Kelly listen to yourself and what your saying, is it possible for the dead to walk?"
"According to your mother and father, its true."
" Well your mother and father told me about Santa Claus, should I believe them?"
Kelly shakes her head, only to have Glacia asks out loud in question as they climbed stairs, " And why not?"
Kelly giggles lightly as she says, " Because Santa Claus doesn't exist."
Glacia's eyes widen a bit as she says, " If a jolly fat man doesn't exist then dead people walking around don't either!"
Before Kelly could fight for her honor, Glacia slipped into her apartment and closed the door; she turned slowly to see her father in the shadows smoking a pipe. A little scared she moved towards her room to hear his bellowing voice, " What was it you two were bickering about now?"
Glacia shrugged, " Stuff that happened at school, like always."
The man nods as he with his feet motions towards the television which was always on the news, " Was it about Mister Bass?"
Glacia a bit shocked says quietly, not looking the television, " How did you know that?"
Her dad spoke like he was briefing a army for war, " Well considering he is on the news, talking about how he just attacked a man and then shot, it is pretty big news."
Glacia's eyes widen as she looked to the screen.
" Mister Bass really did attack a man, biting him on the neck, and taking four bullets to the chest before dying. I didn't want to think anything of it, considering I knew this was all just some weird twist to life."
Glacia looked back to her dad, " It really is a shock to all of us, I think I am going to lie down for awhile."
Before letting her leave she was stopped by her father, " You know what this sounds like?"
" Great, another Umbrella zombie speech, at the time I didn't care for it, but as of now I have my own input for it."
" It sounds to me like another Umbrella incident."
Glacia nodded, still heading to her room, " Dad as much as you believe that, I want you to know I am not a believer of the dead walking, so don't try and input it into my head anymore."
He sighed as she slipped into her room and he lastly called out, " Keep your opitions open."