Chapter 2 Trying to avoid the nightmare
" Why did I not let myself believe is still the very question I ask myself, because you see later that night, something happened to me, something that gave me enough information and proof that the dead would walk again, but being the ignorant child I was I let it pass me by. Why was I so stupid? Well not that you want to hear me insult myself much longer, I will go on with the story."
Glacia sat at the edge of her bed; looking about as she pondered about the homework Mister Bass gave the class. She gazed at the golden trimming edging around her pastel blush painted walls. She smiled a bit as she thought to herself, " Why does Kelly always result to that stupid zombie case? I mean is it physically possible that a dead man can stand on his own and walk about? Who thinks of these ideas?"
In the middle of thought, the door eased opened, as her mother looked into the room with a faint smile. Glacia looked up at her mom as she eased her way towards her bed, taking a seat. Glacia sighed as she was preparing for what her mother had to say, she did have a general idea. Her mother keeping her eyes centered on Glacia's floor, as she started to speak to her daughter, with a hint of concern in her voice, " Now before you start to bitch at me, I want you to know that your father and I love you very much and we only mean the best for you, meaning your safety and all. We do not want anything to happen to you."
Glacia tried to make eye contact with her mother as she asked in a baffled tone, " What are you trying to get at mother?"
Her mother turned her head, facing Glacia as she spoke, " Your father just told me about the incident at school with Mister Bass and the other man, and I want you to know, that even though you wish not to believe the seriousness of this dilemma, Umbrella is a evil corporation and they do wish the harm of humans. The dead will walk again."
Glacia rolled her eyes as she turned her head away, groaning soon after to say, " Mom, our lives are not movies, this thing just doesn't happen. The dead can not live, hence the meaning dead."
Her mother sighed, as she looked towards the exit of the room, "Well if you choose to believe it or not, keep yourself safe, I do not want anything to happen" Glacia your father and I our going to be daily karate lessons. Will you be okay here alone?"
Glacia rolled her eyes as she said leaning back onto her bed, " You only ask that when you think zombies are coming or a threat to us, but other then that I will be fine."
Her mother sighed, shaking her head with her body turning as well. She exited the room. Glacia sat there and said to herself, " Why do they believe that zombie mumbo jumbo?"
" I wish I listened to my mother right then in there, not that I was not listening, more avoiding. Am I making any sense? Look, I knew with the signs of Mister Bass decaying before my eyes and him living with four chest wounds, something odd was occurring to Raccoon city, but I did not want to believe it was happening. I wanted to believe that something like this would never happened to me. Understanding what I am saying? Practically to me, I was avoiding the fact that this was occurring, that is the mistake that happened in the past, but you know they say, History repeats itself."
Hours have passed since Glacia talked to her mother last, it was maybe seven or eight at night and it was starting to grow, quiet outside, something normal, but Glacia was starting not to feel all to safe.
Glacia sat upon her bed, starring off into her television, dozing off a bit, which was expected considering she was watching the news. In the events of her dozing off, she heard a strange scratching sound coming from her window, turning over to look at the window, she shrugged to herself and said, " It is just a tree."
" Want to know something comical about that? There is no tree outside my window."
Glacia turned back facing her television as she gulped and said, " Where is my mother and father when I need them the most?"
The scratching edged again down her window, she sat there just trying to stay calm. The scratching still edged down her window, soon following a hissing growl. Glacia turned to face her window again and said to herself, " I am going to be brave and stand up to this and find out what it is."
She ascended, pacing towards the window, stopping maybe a foot away, not able to make out what was there, due to her saffron curtains, she gulped her rock hard spit and said to herself, " You can do Glacia, you do not believe in these monsters. Just push the curtain open and prove to yourself its nothing."
" Something right then and there, told me not to look, let's just says it was my gut instinct. Did I listen? Well you be the judge of that."
Glacia slowly pushed the curtain opened, falling backwards to see Mister Bass moaning and groaning outside her window. She gulped hard looking at him scratch his hands upon the window. She slowly pushed herself up to her feet, saying to herself, " This is just a dream. Mister Bass is not outside my window, and there is no such things as zombies."
A bellow leeched out from behind her, " You could of fooled me, what I am looking at appears to be a dead man wanting to come in here and get the one thing he needs. The need to feed."
Glacia jumped a bit to turn and see her father, she bit her lower lip standing up, screaming out in a quiet tone, " He is not a zombie, he is."
Her father stood there waiting for an answer, " He is what? You can't answer that can you? You know what he is but are avoiding the true fact of the matter."
She looked to the floor and said, " Maybe so, but no one dreams of this happening to them or there city, so that is why I go on not wanting to believe this is happening."
Her father smiled and said, " Award winning speech I say, but what will that do for you in the long? Those this will multiply, reproduce like rabbits, there will be hundreds of them in weeks, thousands even after that. Hunting you and I and whoever else manages to survive."
Glacia knew that he was probably right, but ignoring him she just said in question, " Can we not just killed Mister Bass and end it all?"
Her father shook his head and said, " He bit that man on the news, that man could of already bit someone else, spreading it already throughout the residents of raccoon city."
" Then what can we do?"
" Leave the city, but then again I am sure that Umbrella has the city barricaded so we will just hang tight and fight our way out of this."
" Fight?"
" If your great ancestors can do it, you can. You have to be strong here."
Glacia stood there with a disgusted look as she said, " Well, that's very informing to know, I am going to have to ask you to leave, considering I have school tomorrow."
Her father nodded, turning around and exiting the room.
" The nightmare has begun, and my father being as wise as he is predicted my future, he said I was to fight, and well for you to know in advance, I did have to fight."
" Why did I not let myself believe is still the very question I ask myself, because you see later that night, something happened to me, something that gave me enough information and proof that the dead would walk again, but being the ignorant child I was I let it pass me by. Why was I so stupid? Well not that you want to hear me insult myself much longer, I will go on with the story."
Glacia sat at the edge of her bed; looking about as she pondered about the homework Mister Bass gave the class. She gazed at the golden trimming edging around her pastel blush painted walls. She smiled a bit as she thought to herself, " Why does Kelly always result to that stupid zombie case? I mean is it physically possible that a dead man can stand on his own and walk about? Who thinks of these ideas?"
In the middle of thought, the door eased opened, as her mother looked into the room with a faint smile. Glacia looked up at her mom as she eased her way towards her bed, taking a seat. Glacia sighed as she was preparing for what her mother had to say, she did have a general idea. Her mother keeping her eyes centered on Glacia's floor, as she started to speak to her daughter, with a hint of concern in her voice, " Now before you start to bitch at me, I want you to know that your father and I love you very much and we only mean the best for you, meaning your safety and all. We do not want anything to happen to you."
Glacia tried to make eye contact with her mother as she asked in a baffled tone, " What are you trying to get at mother?"
Her mother turned her head, facing Glacia as she spoke, " Your father just told me about the incident at school with Mister Bass and the other man, and I want you to know, that even though you wish not to believe the seriousness of this dilemma, Umbrella is a evil corporation and they do wish the harm of humans. The dead will walk again."
Glacia rolled her eyes as she turned her head away, groaning soon after to say, " Mom, our lives are not movies, this thing just doesn't happen. The dead can not live, hence the meaning dead."
Her mother sighed, as she looked towards the exit of the room, "Well if you choose to believe it or not, keep yourself safe, I do not want anything to happen" Glacia your father and I our going to be daily karate lessons. Will you be okay here alone?"
Glacia rolled her eyes as she said leaning back onto her bed, " You only ask that when you think zombies are coming or a threat to us, but other then that I will be fine."
Her mother sighed, shaking her head with her body turning as well. She exited the room. Glacia sat there and said to herself, " Why do they believe that zombie mumbo jumbo?"
" I wish I listened to my mother right then in there, not that I was not listening, more avoiding. Am I making any sense? Look, I knew with the signs of Mister Bass decaying before my eyes and him living with four chest wounds, something odd was occurring to Raccoon city, but I did not want to believe it was happening. I wanted to believe that something like this would never happened to me. Understanding what I am saying? Practically to me, I was avoiding the fact that this was occurring, that is the mistake that happened in the past, but you know they say, History repeats itself."
Hours have passed since Glacia talked to her mother last, it was maybe seven or eight at night and it was starting to grow, quiet outside, something normal, but Glacia was starting not to feel all to safe.
Glacia sat upon her bed, starring off into her television, dozing off a bit, which was expected considering she was watching the news. In the events of her dozing off, she heard a strange scratching sound coming from her window, turning over to look at the window, she shrugged to herself and said, " It is just a tree."
" Want to know something comical about that? There is no tree outside my window."
Glacia turned back facing her television as she gulped and said, " Where is my mother and father when I need them the most?"
The scratching edged again down her window, she sat there just trying to stay calm. The scratching still edged down her window, soon following a hissing growl. Glacia turned to face her window again and said to herself, " I am going to be brave and stand up to this and find out what it is."
She ascended, pacing towards the window, stopping maybe a foot away, not able to make out what was there, due to her saffron curtains, she gulped her rock hard spit and said to herself, " You can do Glacia, you do not believe in these monsters. Just push the curtain open and prove to yourself its nothing."
" Something right then and there, told me not to look, let's just says it was my gut instinct. Did I listen? Well you be the judge of that."
Glacia slowly pushed the curtain opened, falling backwards to see Mister Bass moaning and groaning outside her window. She gulped hard looking at him scratch his hands upon the window. She slowly pushed herself up to her feet, saying to herself, " This is just a dream. Mister Bass is not outside my window, and there is no such things as zombies."
A bellow leeched out from behind her, " You could of fooled me, what I am looking at appears to be a dead man wanting to come in here and get the one thing he needs. The need to feed."
Glacia jumped a bit to turn and see her father, she bit her lower lip standing up, screaming out in a quiet tone, " He is not a zombie, he is."
Her father stood there waiting for an answer, " He is what? You can't answer that can you? You know what he is but are avoiding the true fact of the matter."
She looked to the floor and said, " Maybe so, but no one dreams of this happening to them or there city, so that is why I go on not wanting to believe this is happening."
Her father smiled and said, " Award winning speech I say, but what will that do for you in the long? Those this will multiply, reproduce like rabbits, there will be hundreds of them in weeks, thousands even after that. Hunting you and I and whoever else manages to survive."
Glacia knew that he was probably right, but ignoring him she just said in question, " Can we not just killed Mister Bass and end it all?"
Her father shook his head and said, " He bit that man on the news, that man could of already bit someone else, spreading it already throughout the residents of raccoon city."
" Then what can we do?"
" Leave the city, but then again I am sure that Umbrella has the city barricaded so we will just hang tight and fight our way out of this."
" Fight?"
" If your great ancestors can do it, you can. You have to be strong here."
Glacia stood there with a disgusted look as she said, " Well, that's very informing to know, I am going to have to ask you to leave, considering I have school tomorrow."
Her father nodded, turning around and exiting the room.
" The nightmare has begun, and my father being as wise as he is predicted my future, he said I was to fight, and well for you to know in advance, I did have to fight."