*blip* Load Game. *bleep* *KOOSH!*

Tap-tap-tap, tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap--*eats the typewriter*

You have once again stepped into the world of survival horror...
Good luck...
~~NOT! You're so screwed!! MWAHAHA--*coughcough*--HA!

-"Okay... I wonder what I should be more afraid of; Umbrella's T-Virus experiments, or their experiments in CLONING!"

Because just then, a mob of ten zombies lurched towards her; five identical cops, three identical men in black shirts and jeans, and two identical men in off-white shirts and green pants.

"Uuughhhh..."

But Claire wasn't about to stick around, it was time to get the hell out. She started running in no apparent direction...for about five hours. She finally wound up in front of the R.P.D. by some eery stroke of luck.

"Phew, that took a while... I sure am hungry.. and thirsty.. and I gotta pee... and I need a bath....."

She sat down on the steps of the police station for a few minutes to rest, and to complain some more... when she actually saw another human!

"Woah, who are you?!"

The woman who walked up to her was wearing a light blue tube top and a short black skirt.

"Jill... Jill Valentine."

"I'm Claire, Claire Redfield. I'm searching for my brother Chris, Chris Redfield."

"Oh."

". . . shouldn't you know where he is?"

". . . . OH! Yeah. He's not here. Definitely not here."

"Okay... soooo... why're you here then?"

"I'm, uh, trying to find some jewels. To open a big door. And stuff."

"Damn puzzles...Maybe I could help you out?"

"No, no... you can't. It's against the rules."

"Why?"

"Because we're in two different games. So like. Yeah. You can't help me."

"Ohhhhh... Even though it takes place at the same time?"

"Yeah. We weren't even supposed to meet at all."

"But.. how could we NOT run into each other?! This town isn't THAT big!!"

"That, I don't know."

Claire scratched her head, then stood up and turned to open the front doors of the R.P.D.

"Oh well who cares, let's get those damn jewels."

"Um. Okay. But if I get in trouble you are SO dead."

But, just as they they were about to open the doors... they heard:

"STAAARRRSSS!!!"

The girls both screamed and proceeded in wetting themselves as a huge monster began walking towards them, rocket launcher in hand. He was walking very slowly, then ran for a few seconds! the started walking again... then ran for another two seconds! then walked some more...-

*THUMPTHUMP!!*
~Choose your path!~
Run into the police station / Fight the monster

Claire looked down at herself in shock.

"Holy monkey! We've suddenly changed to black and white!"

"And we're frozen in time! And I hear a heart beat!!"

"Oh crap! What do we do?!"

They watched as Nemesis ran at them in slow motion, like they were caught in a really big strobe light.

"Um... RUN INTO THE POLICE STATION!"

And then they were safe, controlled by the magical power of cut scenes to run inside the huge building.

"Damn! These doors are boarded up!"

"No they're not..."

"Yes they are! Look at them!! They're nailed shut!"

"No, no.. that's not what I see."

"Wha?!! Oh. Right. Different game. I gotcha."

So they kept on walking, and Claire logged onto the computer in the center of the room.

"I'm glad I have access to an outside connection! Now all I have to do is send an e-mail to-- crap, wrong game again. Why do I keep doing that?"

"Jet lag? Er, motor..cycle...lag....I'm shutting up now."

Claire cursed angrily at herself and shut off the computer.

"This helps us none then!! Bah!!"

They both stood there for a moment, just thinking.

"Hey. Claire."

"What?....What is it?......wait.....no.....don't say it, don't say it! PLEASE NOOOO--"

"--We should split up.--"

"--DAMNIT, WHY?!!! Between the two of us we have two brains (which aren't *hardly* even classified as functional in my book), two sets of eyes to search with (which never find anything useful), two sets of item boxes (that conveniently have endless amounts of space and fit nicely and neatly into your back pocket *justlikeinfinalfantasy*), and two sets of weapons (which Jill gets an unfair amount of weapons/ammo/thing-that-makes-ammo...while Claire gets a mere handgun to fend off the evil with). So why would we EVER want to fuckin' split up?!"

"Because it's what we do. So go search that half of the station. We'll meet back here, um, later."

"Fine, fine..."

So Jill went through the doors that were somehow un-boarded up in her dimension, and Claire went through the doors that led to the secretary's office.

~*~* 3 Hours Later *~*~

"So, Claire, did you find anything useful?"

"I found a bomb, grenade launcher, shotgun, lighter, and two keys."

"Oh, how very..un-useful."

"Huh?! Well what did YOU find then?!"

"Well, I found a red jewel, a medallion, and *most importantly* a spool of film!"

". . . .?"

"So, what should we do now? Now that we have these items?"

"Hmmm... why don't we take this bomb, go outside, use the bomb to blow up the debris that is trapping us in this hell hole, and escape?"

"Hnn. Interesting idea. But no, I'm sorry we just can't do that. It seems... all too easy..."

"Oh alright. Sounded pretty good though.."

"No. Not really, no. We should probably develop this film and see if it has anything vital to our situation."

". . . not the brightest crayon in the box, are you?"

"You'd be surprised at how many people have told me that."

"Sure.. whatever... I wonder how Leon is holding up?"-

((thanks, again, for reading! check back for Chapter 3; it promises a peek into Leon's adventure! ^_~))