Yo, It's back. That's right, the newest chapter of RE:Gaines. Enjoy chapter 2. It took me a LONG time to finish this. I had no time for a very long while. Trying something new with the upload, sorry if anything looks funny.
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*What the hell?* Evan thought to himself. *last thing I remember seeing is a fist.* And before that? *Shit, that... that... thing.* What in the name of all the gods that ever existed WAS that thing? And who punched him? Those were the two major questions on Evan's mind. Probably Mason's too.
"It was me, in case ya'lls wondering" stated a voice familiar to both Evan and Masons ears.
"Scotty?!?!" The two exclaimed pretty much at the same time. And indeed, it WAS Scotty. Their friend from Tennessee. He was a little taller than Mason, but still shorter than Evan. He had brown hair and blue eyes. Evan could remember when he wore those HUGE glasses that made his eyes look about five times bigger, but he got contacts since then. Evan was glad to see his friend, hell, he was downright ecstatic. Still, one thing troubled him. . .
"Dude, what the hell are you doing here? And why the fuck did you punch me? And when the fuck did you get strong enough to knock me unconscious with one punch?" Scotty had always been stronger than him, but never this strong.
"Okay first question, I came up to visit my mom for a few weeks, and wanted to see if the rumors were right about that train elevator. Second, I thought you were another zombie thingy. Third, it must have been the adrenaline." Well, his answers did make sense.
"Well, I'm glad it was you instead of another one of those zombie thingies. Actually, that is what they remind of." Mason added, finally joining the conversation.
It did kind of
look like a zombie from a video game Evan played. something like Evil Residence
or whatever it was. "Where are we?"
Evan looked around. Wow, he hadn't even notice but they weren't in the old train elevator. Or Scotty's house, where he figured he'd be, for that matter. "I took ya'll to that 'import' store" explained Scotty.
Right by the elevator there was a store called Chestnut Hill Imports. Evan had always wanted to know what's in it, but never went by when it was open. *Hey, he's right, this is that store, but exactly what purpose does this building serve?*
They all decided to look around the store. Evan noticed a desk, outdated computer and *what the living hell?* a typewriter. *They have a mostly good computer right here, why would they need a. . .*
"Um guys, c-come here and l-l-look at this." Stammered Mason from across the room, where he was looking in a large metal box. Evan came over to where Mason pointed out and looked in the box, labeled Re3. It had what seemed to be a small read-out screen that read STABLE.
Him and Scotty looked in.
"HOLY FUCKING MOTHER OF JESUS WHO-DIED-ON-THE-CROSS-FOR-OUR-SINS-CHIRST!!!!!!!!!!!"
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"Wha. . . wha. . . what the hell was that?!?!" Scotty exclaimed
"Ihavenofuckingidea" Evan exclaimed incoherently. It was humanoid. up until you noticed that it was inside out. And seemed to have two HUGE fucking claws. Evan went to look again when he heard two loud gunshots behind him. "Jesus" he said before his thigh painfully hit a small lever.
"Eh eh eh… we can't have you tell everyone about our little RE3's now can we?" said the man behind the gun. he was about six foot five and had the name Schlessinger on the upper right of his commando-like uniform. "Oh right, the scientists, like that pathetic bastard you killed over there" he gestured towards the elevator. "Called these things lickers. Not that you'll live to remember the name."
Evan suddenly realized that the zombie Mason killed must have been who this guy was talking about. *Well it took you long enough to figure out, dumbass. Now let's focus and figure ourselves out of this shit.* Evan was about to open his mouth to speak and plead for his life when he heard a banging behind him
In the crate.
Evan diverted his attention from the commando and looked at the boxes little read out. It currently had the words UNSTABLE and CAUTION flashing alternately. There was a crashing BOOM. Then a scream.
The licker was out. And it had just brutally killed somebody.
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Ooooo. . . more suspense. and the introduction of Scotty. tune in next time for more excitement. Now review. The power of Christ compels you to review.
