Chapter 2: Inside the R.P.D
Walking up to the door, she opened it and entered. The hall was huge. She looked up and around, there was no-one in sight. No zombies. She'd finally found peace, but for how long? Ellie limped over to the desk in the middle of the room. There was a chair next to it, and a computer. She sat down on the chair and took the weight off her feet.
Ellie: Ahhh that feels good. I wonder if this computer works.
She turned it on and waited as the system booted up. It was surprisingly quiet inside the building. She had expected more activity than this, but she wasn't complaining. The computer loaded, and the desktop came on. There wasn't any need to enter a password. Using the mouse she opened up a few files, searching for something that may help her.
Ellie: Hmmm, employee records?
She opened the program and a message came up onto the screen.
"please enter an employee's name:"
Ellie:..Jennifer...Rose..
Her fingers swiftly typed in the name of her sister. After pressing enter, another message appeared.
"password required"
Ellie: Damn it!
The peace and quiet she was enjoying was short lived. Someone came through the double-doors upstairs on the balcony in front of her. It was a beautiful lady, running from..something. She was wearing a white dress and had gorgeous long blonde hair. As she ran past the emergency ladder, Ellie shouted to her.
Ellie: HEY!! Down here! What's wrong?
The lady kept running.
Lady: HELP..PLEASE! HE'S GOING INSANE!
Ellie: Who is?!
Lady: HIM!
Ellie turned around to see a man coming out of the same door that the lady had previously. She ducked under the desk so that he couldn't see her and looked up at the woman, who was still running.
Lady: PLEASE GOD HELP!!!
Man: There's no-one here to save you! Just keep running! You're putting on an excellent show!
The man sounded psychotic. Ellie heard gunshots, and she could see bullets ricocheting off the wall behind the woman as she ran. She made it to the door at the end of the balcony and entered through it as fast as she could. The man didn't seem to be aiming at her; it felt like he was just trying to scare her. Who the hell was this guy? A moment later he came into view, slowly taking his time, reloading his gun as he walked. Ellie kept well out of sight and watched. He was a short, fat man, quite rounded, with short dark hair and a moustache. He wore a waistcoat, white shirt and a red tie. She could see he was wearing a name tag, but he was too far away for her to read it clearly. The man kept walking and followed the woman through the door into the next room. Ellie heard a few more gunshots, and the distant screams of the lady.
Ellie: What the hell does he think he's doing? He's scaring her half to death.
She wished she could have done something, but with her foot, she would have been an easy target if he had decided to take a shot at her. Instead she got up from under the desk and painfully made her way to the door located below where the man and woman had gone. It was locked shut.
Ellie: C'mon, one of these doors has to be open.
She limped to the double doors at the other side and tried to open them. Success. Opening the door, she staggered through and closed it behind her. There wasn't much in the room, just an empty box, a few papers and files, a locked desk and another door. She made her way to the other side of the room and entered the door, again closing it behind her. She was now in a corridor, which turned to the right at the end. As she struggled forward on her twisted ankle, she heard the sound of something dripping.
Ellie: Huh? What's that?
Making her way around the corner, the drips became louder. There was smashed glass on the floor and blood was smeared all over, though there were no bodies. The dripping was that of blood. It splashed as it hit the floor and made a small puddle. Beyond this was a door. She examined the blood and then looked up. It was coming from the ceiling. A large part was covered in blood and it was slowly running to one spot before dripping off onto the floor.
Ellie: Those Zombies, could they have done this?
Suddenly, one of the windows behind her smashed open. She turned around to face what looked like a new creature that had broken through from the outside. It was down on all fours and it appeared like parts of it had been skinned. On its hands were sharp claws and its head looked like an exposed brain. Its tongue crept out of its mouth. Huge and long, it curled and lashed at the air with great speed.
Ellie: Oh shit!! This just gets better and better..
The creature moaned as it studied Ellie. She took a step back, and it took a step forward, slowly. It seemed to be stalking her, like a predator. The process was repeated, though this time Ellie was beginning to panic. The creature never seemed to draw its attention away from her. She looked across at the window to her right, it was also smashed. A piece of the wooden frame was propped up against the wall; she made a desperate reach to grab for it. The sudden movement alerted the monster and it shrieked loudly, leaping from the ground with its claw raised. She dropped the wood onto the ground in fear. Just then, from out of nowhere, a gun was firing. The creature screamed again as the bullet struck its back. It was knocked off balance while it glided through the air. Its claw missed Ellie, but the monster sailed into her, knocking her to the floor. Ellie sat up and looked back along the corridor where she had walked previously, and eventually the creature did the same, unaffected by the gunshot. There, stood a police officer, holding a berretta.
Officer: Careful, just stay still lady.
Ellie obeyed.
Officer: It senses movement.....
The corridor became silent; you could hear a pin drop. There was a standoff. The officer stood there, taking aim at the creature's head. The creature moaned gently again, trying to sense where its prey was standing. Ellie lay on the ground, motionless and silent, waiting. The officer's fingers trembled as he held the gun. He was trying to get an exact shot on the monsters head, to finish it off straight away and avoid anymore confrontation. He took aim and squeezed the trigger. The berretta clicked, the clip was empty. He'd used his last shot to save Ellie. The creature heard the click and moved into a squatting position. The officer was startled and began to panic, shuffling backwards. His hands moved frantically trying to load another clip into the gun. The creature slowly began to stalk him, making its trademark sound. Dropping the clip onto the ground, he was becoming out of breath. He was gasping with fright as he bent down to pick it up, still moving backwards down the corridor. The creature began to speed up and so did he, scared out of his mind. Ellie watched on, unable to do anything. The last thing she wanted to do was draw attention to herself. There was no point in them both dying. She got to her feet and looked on. The officer had finally managed to get the clip into the gun. The creature's tongue emerged. Cutting through the air it knocked the gun from his hand as he was about to fire. The officer staggered backwards a couple more steps. The tongue reappeared, this time heading straight for the officer's head. It wrapped around tightly, dragging him towards the creature and onto the ground. The man lay there on his stomach as the monster climbed onto his back, pinning him down.
Officer: AHHHH...gnnnnfff..uhhhh...Get..ahhh...Get out of here!!!!!......uh...gaaaa!!!!
Ellie was watching in amazement, but still managed to step backwards, towards the door which was behind her. Her hand searched for the door handle as she looked ahead at the man's torture. The creature's tongue was tightening and was starting to twist the head of the officer around to the right. It kept going as he lay there, helpless to stop it. She opened the door. The head kept turning, and the man began to make inhuman noises as his neck was beginning to break slowly. Ellie clasped her hand around her mouth. The creature twisted the man's head a full 360 degrees before ripping it off and swallowing it whole. It licked its lips and then turned in Ellie's direction. She passed through the door and slammed it shut, trapping the creature inside the room. Lying next to a table on her left was a jar of nails and a hammer. Officers had obviously used these earlier when trying to make the station secure. With this in mind, she used the hammer and nails to board up the door she had come through, with planks of wood that lay nearby. The table that was laid on its end, up against the wall, was also moved across the door for extra protection. She maneuvered it so that it acted as a barricade over the door, blocking it in case the creature followed her. Then, turning and putting her back against it, she slid down onto the floor and brought her knees up to her chest, crying. Since she came to the city, everyone she had met, had either disappeared, died soon after, or had been dead already. Whenever it looked like she would get chance to talk to someone, to find out what was going on in this place, the opportunity was taken away from her by fate. Ellie looked to the ceiling, tears running down her face.
Ellie: How did I get into this mess? I don't know how much more I can take. My whole world is going insane. I will find you Jennifer, if it's the last thing I do. The chief, he's got to be here in this building somewhere.
She stood up, trying to hold back the tears. In front of her was another corridor, littered with glass. The windows to the left were all boarded up, obviously an attempt by the police officers to keep the zombies from getting into the precinct. The place was a mess. She started to hobble forward. There had clearly been a break-in recently. It was a total contrast to the rooms she had been in previously. The main hall was unblemished, as was the next she'd entered. But now that she was getting deeper into the R.P.D, its horrific story was beginning to unfold. The place could no longer be classed as a safe, and if you weren't safe here, then there was probably nowhere left in town that you would be. It was an unbearable thought, but one that she had to live with. Yes, this was a nightmare, but it was reality, and she had to accept it. She continued to move through the corridor determined this time not to let anything catch her by surprise. She turned the corner and there was a door to the right, she had a quick peek inside the room. It was full of green chairs and it looked like there had been a lot of activity inside. There wasn't anything special though, so she closed the door and continued around the next corner. Traveling through she came across another door and entered it. The passage to her right lead to another door, but to her left she saw a flight of stairs. Ellie knew that the mysterious man and woman she saw earlier had gotten up to the second floor. If she climbed these she stood a better chance of catching up with them and finding out if the lady was ok.
Ellie: Maybe she could help me, if she's still alive.
She headed for the stairs, ignoring the darkroom underneath them. They creaked as she made her way to the top. It was an eerie break from the silence however, and this she was grateful for. "Silence is deadly", was a thought that crept into her mind from time to time. The mood in the precinct was becoming darker, taking the building to new heights in terms of creepiness. There was a noise from back downstairs. Was there someone there? She continued, hoping the noise was just her imagination. Her heart pounding like a drum. Another door greeted her on her left. This time, it was jammed from the other side; there was no way she could enter. She passed a few statues on her way to the next room. They were human busts, not to her liking.
Ellie: Who' responsible for the décor in this place? They've got a lot to answer for.
She had a quiet giggle to herself before entering through the door near the statues. There was a zombie in the corridor that followed. It was feasting on another officer, who looked like he was still alive. She heard another noise from back the way she came. It sounded like someone was following her. Ellie decided to make haste, and not go back. By now, the Zombie's hands were deep inside its victim's stomach, grabbing handfuls of intestines and pulling them free. The officer writhed in pain on the floor, his mouth wide open, gasping for air. He was clearly in a lot of pain. Ellie was getting used to seeing disgusting things. Watching a man being gutted was another to add to the list. Her stomach churned and felt strange. She rubbed it with her hand and crept down the corridor. There was a door between her and the Zombie, and there was a sign on the wall next to it.
Ellie: S.T.A.R.S? Hmmm....
She entered quietly, so not to attract the Zombies attention. It was clearly an office. There were a few desks, some communications equipment and a fax machine. This seemed like a good place to gather some information. Maybe in all the files and documents lying around the place, she might find something to explain what was going on in the city.
Ellie: This must be a separate task force or something.
She glanced at some of the notice boards as she limped further into the room. They displayed details of recent missions. Most of these involved investigating the disappearances of several Raccoon City members, and the board reported that the majority of them had been found dead, killed in horrific ways.
Ellie: Those newspaper cuttings I found, they must be related to these cases. So S.T.A.R.S were the special investigation team, sent out for the most important missions.
There was a photo on the back wall to the left. Limping over to it she took a closer look. It was a group shot, displaying all the S.T.A.R.S members together.
Ellie: Wow, I wonder what's happened to them all.
She continued to search the desks, trying to find any useful information. Ellie started from the left of the room and worked her way around. On the third desk, which was quite untidy, she found a diary.
Ellie: It must belong to one of the members..
She began to read it:
August 8th
I talked to the chief today once again, but he refused to listen to me. I know for certain that Umbrella conducted T-Virus research in that mansion. Anyone infected turns into a zombie. But the entire mansion went up in the explosion; along with any incriminating evidence. Since Umbrella employs so many people in town, no one is willing to talk about the incident. It looks like I'm running out of options.
Ellie: The mansion case? That must have been what Jennifer was talking about in her diary. So this whole disaster started there. I can't believe Umbrella is responsible, what were they thinking? The S.T.A.R.S members knew all along that this was happening, but no-one would listen to them.
She continued to read.
August 17th
We've been receiving a lot of local reports about strange creatures appearing at random throughout the city. This must be the work of Umbrella.
August 24th
With the help of Jill and Barry, I finally obtained information vital to this case. Umbrella has begun research on the new G-Virus, a variation of the original T-Virus. Haven't they done enough damage already? We talked it over, and have decided to fly to the main Umbrella HQ in Europe. I won't tell my sister about this trip because doing so will put her in danger.
Please forgive me Claire.
There was a name plate buried beneath some of the junk on the desk, it read:
"Chris Redfield"
Ellie: So they've gone to Europe to stop Umbrella. Jill, Barry and...Chris. But what about the other S.T.A.R.S members? Where are they?
She rotated her body 180 degrees and faced the table behind her after replacing the diary to where she found it. Again there was a name plate underneath the junk on the desk:
"Jill Valentine"
Ellie: Hmmm, the woman mentioned in Chris's diary?
Also on the desk was a blue hat, part of the female uniform for S.T.A.R.S. Ellie recognized it, she walked back over to the photograph and took a second look. She glanced at the woman wearing the same hat.
Ellie: So that's Jill.....she's pretty.
She walked back over to the desk and replaced the hat. Pulling out the chair from underneath she sat on it and pondered for a moment. It was Umbrella who'd started everything. Their research into the T-Virus had resulted in the majority of Raccoon's population turning into zombies.
Ellie: There must have been an outbreak in that mansion, an accident which spread the virus into the city. That would explain the carnage that graces the streets...ouch!
She lifted her foot up onto her knee and took off her trainer. She was wearing no socks. Her ankle had swollen slightly and was still very painful. She rubbed it with her hand trying to ease the pain. Over in the corner of the room there was a medical bag hanging on the wall. She hopped over to it and pulled out a few bandages then sat back onto the chair.
Ellie: These might help..
She began to wrap the bandages around her ankle and foot, thinking it would give her a bit of extra support or comfort. She then slipped her trainer back on and wiggled her foot gently.
Ellie: That's much better. Now, time to get out here and look for that woman. Maybe I'll find the chief on the way too..
She stood up out of the chair, picked up a pair of handcuffs from the desk, remembering that there was a zombie just outside the door. She then walked forward and reached out for the handle. Ellie entered the hallway, closed the door behind her quietly and held the handcuffs so that she could use them to punch the zombie with them if it approached her. The zombie was continuing to feast on the man's stomach. Ellie was horrified to see that the victim was still alive and still in pain. She began to sneak up on the zombie from behind, light on her feet to make sure she did not to alert it. The man's face twisted in agony as the zombie ate him. Ellie tried not to watch what the zombie was doing as she got nearer to it. Suddenly the man's quivering stopped, his body becoming still, he was no longer breathing anymore. His torture had ended. The zombie began to stand up, but before it got chance, Ellie struck it as hard as she could across the back of the head with the handcuffs. It slumped forward over the dead body and made no attempt at getting back up.
Ellie: Take that you sick piece of shit.
She looked to her left. The corridor continued around to another door.
Ellie: I wonder where this one leads.
As she began to walk around the corner, the zombie arose. It reached out for her, hands wide open, and caught her ankle in its grasp. Ellie was forced to stop, dropping the handcuffs. She turned, keeping her balance as she almost fell over, and kicked the zombies head as hard as she could. It continued to hold on, even as its head sailed into the wall behind it. A few seconds later, it let go. She stood up and continued on her way, shutting the next door behind her as she entered. Ellie glanced over into the corner at the drinks machine and remembered back to her sister's diary..
"...I'd gone to the drinks machine just down the hall for a can...."
She walked across to the vending machine and gently ran her fingers down the buttons on the left hand side.
Ellie:..Jennifer?....where are you?.....
Just then, a chill shuddered down Ellie's spine. She felt there was someone else in the room, and she was right.
????: Hold it right there! Who are ya?
She stood facing the machine, hands in the air, unaware of who this female voice belonged to.
Ellie: My name is Ellie Rose, a survivor.
????: ...Rose? Jennifer's sister?
Ellie turned around. The female officer was stood directly opposite her aligned with the passage that went off to the right.
Ellie: You knew my sister?
Before the officer had chance to respond, she was blind-sided by a huge creature. It knocked her across the room and into the wall on the other side. Her feet never even touched the floor due to the power of the strike. She was dead, lying in a heap on the floor. The blow to her head as she hit the wall had killed her. This creature, whatever it was, had more power than any of those zombies. It must have been 10ft tall as it stood and turned to face Ellie. The creature was huge. It wore black, and its right shoulder was exposed revealing the disgusting, inhuman flesh underneath. Pulsating purple tubes ran around the back of its huge neck, and it had another on its shoulder. A huge scar ran from the top of its head and through the creature's right eye. The apparent wound seemed to have been stapled shut. The monster had no lips. The teeth were completely exposed. Ellie was shocked by its size; it was different to the other monsters she had seen. It seemed to have more intelligence. It seemed to have....a purpose?
Ellie: Holy Shit!!
She backed into the vending machine as it approached....her heart pounded. In front of her to the left was a corridor, it glowed red. In front of her, to her right, was another corridor, the same one the monster had come from.
Ellie: Think Ellie....which way?
She picked neither of these exits and decided to go back the way she came, but as she tried the door, it was jammed. Something was stopping it from opening on the other side. She heard someone, hammering nails into the door, boarding it up so she could not get through.
Ellie: Hey! What's going on!?! I could use some help here!!! Are you listening??
Whoever was on the other side of the door didn't answer her, but they continued to make sure Ellie could not escape.
Ellie: What the hell do you think you're doing?!!!
The person spoke..
????: I'm merely making sure no-one escapes my precinct alive!!! I've seen that you're a tough girl; I'm going to enjoy hearing you die!!!
She recognized the voice. It was the same man she saw chasing the woman across the balcony in the main hall earlier.
Ellie: You're Precinct? Then that would make you....
????: Yes, that's right, you're fast too...but not fast enough.
The creature raised its right arm and swung for her. She ducked and rolled out of the way just in time. The monster's arm found only the air as it stood up and turned around to face her once more. She was now facing the direction she came from. Looking left, she made an attempt to run down the passage and through the door. But before she could set off, the creature..spoke.
Monster:..S.T.A.R.S!.......
Ellie: huh?
It lunged forward and Ellie dived to her left, leaving the creature to strike the wall that was behind her. It stumbled backwards and fell onto the floor. She saw this as an opportunity to escape and ran through the door next to the desk beside her. Her eyes were closed and she was desperately out of breath. What the hell had just happened? She was backed up to the door, thinking she was safe. Meanwhile, the creature had risen, and was now banging on the door, trying to get in.
Ellie: Shit, doesn't that thing know when to quit?!
Opening her eyes, she found that she was in some kind of library, with a staircase leading upwards to her right. Ellie ran up them, and followed the balcony around as far as it went, passing a door and coming to a halt when she reached a dead end. She lay down on her stomach, hiding. The creature discovered how to open the door, and did so.
Ellie: Smarter than it looks..which isn't good for me...
It entered the library and looked around, searching. It stood perfectly still, only its head moved. The monster looked up towards her, and she lay as flat and as still as she could. It seemed to work, the monster walked forward and through the double-doors, unaware of where Ellie was hiding. As it did so, Ellie could see through to what was at the other side of the door. It was the second floor of the main hall. She realized that she was now in the room that she had seen the woman leave earlier, when Ellie was using the computer.
Ellie: Well, I've made it this far...
She was a bit confused. Was the man who trapped her in that room with the creature really Chief Irons? If so, why does he want everyone dead..
Ellie: My god, if that was the Chief then...Jennifer. No, she has to be ok. She can't have been...not by him.
The odds didn't look too good. The man who had apparently gone on a date with her sister, has been charged on two accounts for rape, according to that scrapbook she had found. Now she finds that the same guy was trying to kill a beautiful woman earlier, and wants Ellie dead as well. The chances of finding her sister alive were becoming slim. She felt, defeated.
Ellie: Maybe I'm just tired...I could do with some rest. This room seems pretty safe now that thing has gone, I think now would be a good time to get some sleep if I can.
Sleeping after you've just been limping through a world of terror wasn't exactly easy, but she needed to get some strength back somehow. Her eyes were tired and she wasn't as alert as she had been previously. It was 1.15am, just over 2 hours since she found her sister's diary. A lot had happened since then, and it wasn't about to end any time soon. This was just a resting period, and she grabbed the opportunity with both hands while she had the chance. She might not get another one. She picked herself up off the ground. The floorboards she was standing on were far from sturdy, so she moved away from that area and made her way to the door she had passed previously. Opening it, she glanced out into the Hall. She was on the third floor. Then, going back into the library, she closed the door and sat down against it.
Ellie: Ok girl, time to get some sleep. You can worry about all this later...
She rested her head to the side so that it was resting onto the bookcase next to her and closed her eyes. She tried her best to think positive thoughts, hoping it would help her get to sleep. After about 10minutes, she was gone...
Walking up to the door, she opened it and entered. The hall was huge. She looked up and around, there was no-one in sight. No zombies. She'd finally found peace, but for how long? Ellie limped over to the desk in the middle of the room. There was a chair next to it, and a computer. She sat down on the chair and took the weight off her feet.
Ellie: Ahhh that feels good. I wonder if this computer works.
She turned it on and waited as the system booted up. It was surprisingly quiet inside the building. She had expected more activity than this, but she wasn't complaining. The computer loaded, and the desktop came on. There wasn't any need to enter a password. Using the mouse she opened up a few files, searching for something that may help her.
Ellie: Hmmm, employee records?
She opened the program and a message came up onto the screen.
"please enter an employee's name:"
Ellie:..Jennifer...Rose..
Her fingers swiftly typed in the name of her sister. After pressing enter, another message appeared.
"password required"
Ellie: Damn it!
The peace and quiet she was enjoying was short lived. Someone came through the double-doors upstairs on the balcony in front of her. It was a beautiful lady, running from..something. She was wearing a white dress and had gorgeous long blonde hair. As she ran past the emergency ladder, Ellie shouted to her.
Ellie: HEY!! Down here! What's wrong?
The lady kept running.
Lady: HELP..PLEASE! HE'S GOING INSANE!
Ellie: Who is?!
Lady: HIM!
Ellie turned around to see a man coming out of the same door that the lady had previously. She ducked under the desk so that he couldn't see her and looked up at the woman, who was still running.
Lady: PLEASE GOD HELP!!!
Man: There's no-one here to save you! Just keep running! You're putting on an excellent show!
The man sounded psychotic. Ellie heard gunshots, and she could see bullets ricocheting off the wall behind the woman as she ran. She made it to the door at the end of the balcony and entered through it as fast as she could. The man didn't seem to be aiming at her; it felt like he was just trying to scare her. Who the hell was this guy? A moment later he came into view, slowly taking his time, reloading his gun as he walked. Ellie kept well out of sight and watched. He was a short, fat man, quite rounded, with short dark hair and a moustache. He wore a waistcoat, white shirt and a red tie. She could see he was wearing a name tag, but he was too far away for her to read it clearly. The man kept walking and followed the woman through the door into the next room. Ellie heard a few more gunshots, and the distant screams of the lady.
Ellie: What the hell does he think he's doing? He's scaring her half to death.
She wished she could have done something, but with her foot, she would have been an easy target if he had decided to take a shot at her. Instead she got up from under the desk and painfully made her way to the door located below where the man and woman had gone. It was locked shut.
Ellie: C'mon, one of these doors has to be open.
She limped to the double doors at the other side and tried to open them. Success. Opening the door, she staggered through and closed it behind her. There wasn't much in the room, just an empty box, a few papers and files, a locked desk and another door. She made her way to the other side of the room and entered the door, again closing it behind her. She was now in a corridor, which turned to the right at the end. As she struggled forward on her twisted ankle, she heard the sound of something dripping.
Ellie: Huh? What's that?
Making her way around the corner, the drips became louder. There was smashed glass on the floor and blood was smeared all over, though there were no bodies. The dripping was that of blood. It splashed as it hit the floor and made a small puddle. Beyond this was a door. She examined the blood and then looked up. It was coming from the ceiling. A large part was covered in blood and it was slowly running to one spot before dripping off onto the floor.
Ellie: Those Zombies, could they have done this?
Suddenly, one of the windows behind her smashed open. She turned around to face what looked like a new creature that had broken through from the outside. It was down on all fours and it appeared like parts of it had been skinned. On its hands were sharp claws and its head looked like an exposed brain. Its tongue crept out of its mouth. Huge and long, it curled and lashed at the air with great speed.
Ellie: Oh shit!! This just gets better and better..
The creature moaned as it studied Ellie. She took a step back, and it took a step forward, slowly. It seemed to be stalking her, like a predator. The process was repeated, though this time Ellie was beginning to panic. The creature never seemed to draw its attention away from her. She looked across at the window to her right, it was also smashed. A piece of the wooden frame was propped up against the wall; she made a desperate reach to grab for it. The sudden movement alerted the monster and it shrieked loudly, leaping from the ground with its claw raised. She dropped the wood onto the ground in fear. Just then, from out of nowhere, a gun was firing. The creature screamed again as the bullet struck its back. It was knocked off balance while it glided through the air. Its claw missed Ellie, but the monster sailed into her, knocking her to the floor. Ellie sat up and looked back along the corridor where she had walked previously, and eventually the creature did the same, unaffected by the gunshot. There, stood a police officer, holding a berretta.
Officer: Careful, just stay still lady.
Ellie obeyed.
Officer: It senses movement.....
The corridor became silent; you could hear a pin drop. There was a standoff. The officer stood there, taking aim at the creature's head. The creature moaned gently again, trying to sense where its prey was standing. Ellie lay on the ground, motionless and silent, waiting. The officer's fingers trembled as he held the gun. He was trying to get an exact shot on the monsters head, to finish it off straight away and avoid anymore confrontation. He took aim and squeezed the trigger. The berretta clicked, the clip was empty. He'd used his last shot to save Ellie. The creature heard the click and moved into a squatting position. The officer was startled and began to panic, shuffling backwards. His hands moved frantically trying to load another clip into the gun. The creature slowly began to stalk him, making its trademark sound. Dropping the clip onto the ground, he was becoming out of breath. He was gasping with fright as he bent down to pick it up, still moving backwards down the corridor. The creature began to speed up and so did he, scared out of his mind. Ellie watched on, unable to do anything. The last thing she wanted to do was draw attention to herself. There was no point in them both dying. She got to her feet and looked on. The officer had finally managed to get the clip into the gun. The creature's tongue emerged. Cutting through the air it knocked the gun from his hand as he was about to fire. The officer staggered backwards a couple more steps. The tongue reappeared, this time heading straight for the officer's head. It wrapped around tightly, dragging him towards the creature and onto the ground. The man lay there on his stomach as the monster climbed onto his back, pinning him down.
Officer: AHHHH...gnnnnfff..uhhhh...Get..ahhh...Get out of here!!!!!......uh...gaaaa!!!!
Ellie was watching in amazement, but still managed to step backwards, towards the door which was behind her. Her hand searched for the door handle as she looked ahead at the man's torture. The creature's tongue was tightening and was starting to twist the head of the officer around to the right. It kept going as he lay there, helpless to stop it. She opened the door. The head kept turning, and the man began to make inhuman noises as his neck was beginning to break slowly. Ellie clasped her hand around her mouth. The creature twisted the man's head a full 360 degrees before ripping it off and swallowing it whole. It licked its lips and then turned in Ellie's direction. She passed through the door and slammed it shut, trapping the creature inside the room. Lying next to a table on her left was a jar of nails and a hammer. Officers had obviously used these earlier when trying to make the station secure. With this in mind, she used the hammer and nails to board up the door she had come through, with planks of wood that lay nearby. The table that was laid on its end, up against the wall, was also moved across the door for extra protection. She maneuvered it so that it acted as a barricade over the door, blocking it in case the creature followed her. Then, turning and putting her back against it, she slid down onto the floor and brought her knees up to her chest, crying. Since she came to the city, everyone she had met, had either disappeared, died soon after, or had been dead already. Whenever it looked like she would get chance to talk to someone, to find out what was going on in this place, the opportunity was taken away from her by fate. Ellie looked to the ceiling, tears running down her face.
Ellie: How did I get into this mess? I don't know how much more I can take. My whole world is going insane. I will find you Jennifer, if it's the last thing I do. The chief, he's got to be here in this building somewhere.
She stood up, trying to hold back the tears. In front of her was another corridor, littered with glass. The windows to the left were all boarded up, obviously an attempt by the police officers to keep the zombies from getting into the precinct. The place was a mess. She started to hobble forward. There had clearly been a break-in recently. It was a total contrast to the rooms she had been in previously. The main hall was unblemished, as was the next she'd entered. But now that she was getting deeper into the R.P.D, its horrific story was beginning to unfold. The place could no longer be classed as a safe, and if you weren't safe here, then there was probably nowhere left in town that you would be. It was an unbearable thought, but one that she had to live with. Yes, this was a nightmare, but it was reality, and she had to accept it. She continued to move through the corridor determined this time not to let anything catch her by surprise. She turned the corner and there was a door to the right, she had a quick peek inside the room. It was full of green chairs and it looked like there had been a lot of activity inside. There wasn't anything special though, so she closed the door and continued around the next corner. Traveling through she came across another door and entered it. The passage to her right lead to another door, but to her left she saw a flight of stairs. Ellie knew that the mysterious man and woman she saw earlier had gotten up to the second floor. If she climbed these she stood a better chance of catching up with them and finding out if the lady was ok.
Ellie: Maybe she could help me, if she's still alive.
She headed for the stairs, ignoring the darkroom underneath them. They creaked as she made her way to the top. It was an eerie break from the silence however, and this she was grateful for. "Silence is deadly", was a thought that crept into her mind from time to time. The mood in the precinct was becoming darker, taking the building to new heights in terms of creepiness. There was a noise from back downstairs. Was there someone there? She continued, hoping the noise was just her imagination. Her heart pounding like a drum. Another door greeted her on her left. This time, it was jammed from the other side; there was no way she could enter. She passed a few statues on her way to the next room. They were human busts, not to her liking.
Ellie: Who' responsible for the décor in this place? They've got a lot to answer for.
She had a quiet giggle to herself before entering through the door near the statues. There was a zombie in the corridor that followed. It was feasting on another officer, who looked like he was still alive. She heard another noise from back the way she came. It sounded like someone was following her. Ellie decided to make haste, and not go back. By now, the Zombie's hands were deep inside its victim's stomach, grabbing handfuls of intestines and pulling them free. The officer writhed in pain on the floor, his mouth wide open, gasping for air. He was clearly in a lot of pain. Ellie was getting used to seeing disgusting things. Watching a man being gutted was another to add to the list. Her stomach churned and felt strange. She rubbed it with her hand and crept down the corridor. There was a door between her and the Zombie, and there was a sign on the wall next to it.
Ellie: S.T.A.R.S? Hmmm....
She entered quietly, so not to attract the Zombies attention. It was clearly an office. There were a few desks, some communications equipment and a fax machine. This seemed like a good place to gather some information. Maybe in all the files and documents lying around the place, she might find something to explain what was going on in the city.
Ellie: This must be a separate task force or something.
She glanced at some of the notice boards as she limped further into the room. They displayed details of recent missions. Most of these involved investigating the disappearances of several Raccoon City members, and the board reported that the majority of them had been found dead, killed in horrific ways.
Ellie: Those newspaper cuttings I found, they must be related to these cases. So S.T.A.R.S were the special investigation team, sent out for the most important missions.
There was a photo on the back wall to the left. Limping over to it she took a closer look. It was a group shot, displaying all the S.T.A.R.S members together.
Ellie: Wow, I wonder what's happened to them all.
She continued to search the desks, trying to find any useful information. Ellie started from the left of the room and worked her way around. On the third desk, which was quite untidy, she found a diary.
Ellie: It must belong to one of the members..
She began to read it:
August 8th
I talked to the chief today once again, but he refused to listen to me. I know for certain that Umbrella conducted T-Virus research in that mansion. Anyone infected turns into a zombie. But the entire mansion went up in the explosion; along with any incriminating evidence. Since Umbrella employs so many people in town, no one is willing to talk about the incident. It looks like I'm running out of options.
Ellie: The mansion case? That must have been what Jennifer was talking about in her diary. So this whole disaster started there. I can't believe Umbrella is responsible, what were they thinking? The S.T.A.R.S members knew all along that this was happening, but no-one would listen to them.
She continued to read.
August 17th
We've been receiving a lot of local reports about strange creatures appearing at random throughout the city. This must be the work of Umbrella.
August 24th
With the help of Jill and Barry, I finally obtained information vital to this case. Umbrella has begun research on the new G-Virus, a variation of the original T-Virus. Haven't they done enough damage already? We talked it over, and have decided to fly to the main Umbrella HQ in Europe. I won't tell my sister about this trip because doing so will put her in danger.
Please forgive me Claire.
There was a name plate buried beneath some of the junk on the desk, it read:
"Chris Redfield"
Ellie: So they've gone to Europe to stop Umbrella. Jill, Barry and...Chris. But what about the other S.T.A.R.S members? Where are they?
She rotated her body 180 degrees and faced the table behind her after replacing the diary to where she found it. Again there was a name plate underneath the junk on the desk:
"Jill Valentine"
Ellie: Hmmm, the woman mentioned in Chris's diary?
Also on the desk was a blue hat, part of the female uniform for S.T.A.R.S. Ellie recognized it, she walked back over to the photograph and took a second look. She glanced at the woman wearing the same hat.
Ellie: So that's Jill.....she's pretty.
She walked back over to the desk and replaced the hat. Pulling out the chair from underneath she sat on it and pondered for a moment. It was Umbrella who'd started everything. Their research into the T-Virus had resulted in the majority of Raccoon's population turning into zombies.
Ellie: There must have been an outbreak in that mansion, an accident which spread the virus into the city. That would explain the carnage that graces the streets...ouch!
She lifted her foot up onto her knee and took off her trainer. She was wearing no socks. Her ankle had swollen slightly and was still very painful. She rubbed it with her hand trying to ease the pain. Over in the corner of the room there was a medical bag hanging on the wall. She hopped over to it and pulled out a few bandages then sat back onto the chair.
Ellie: These might help..
She began to wrap the bandages around her ankle and foot, thinking it would give her a bit of extra support or comfort. She then slipped her trainer back on and wiggled her foot gently.
Ellie: That's much better. Now, time to get out here and look for that woman. Maybe I'll find the chief on the way too..
She stood up out of the chair, picked up a pair of handcuffs from the desk, remembering that there was a zombie just outside the door. She then walked forward and reached out for the handle. Ellie entered the hallway, closed the door behind her quietly and held the handcuffs so that she could use them to punch the zombie with them if it approached her. The zombie was continuing to feast on the man's stomach. Ellie was horrified to see that the victim was still alive and still in pain. She began to sneak up on the zombie from behind, light on her feet to make sure she did not to alert it. The man's face twisted in agony as the zombie ate him. Ellie tried not to watch what the zombie was doing as she got nearer to it. Suddenly the man's quivering stopped, his body becoming still, he was no longer breathing anymore. His torture had ended. The zombie began to stand up, but before it got chance, Ellie struck it as hard as she could across the back of the head with the handcuffs. It slumped forward over the dead body and made no attempt at getting back up.
Ellie: Take that you sick piece of shit.
She looked to her left. The corridor continued around to another door.
Ellie: I wonder where this one leads.
As she began to walk around the corner, the zombie arose. It reached out for her, hands wide open, and caught her ankle in its grasp. Ellie was forced to stop, dropping the handcuffs. She turned, keeping her balance as she almost fell over, and kicked the zombies head as hard as she could. It continued to hold on, even as its head sailed into the wall behind it. A few seconds later, it let go. She stood up and continued on her way, shutting the next door behind her as she entered. Ellie glanced over into the corner at the drinks machine and remembered back to her sister's diary..
"...I'd gone to the drinks machine just down the hall for a can...."
She walked across to the vending machine and gently ran her fingers down the buttons on the left hand side.
Ellie:..Jennifer?....where are you?.....
Just then, a chill shuddered down Ellie's spine. She felt there was someone else in the room, and she was right.
????: Hold it right there! Who are ya?
She stood facing the machine, hands in the air, unaware of who this female voice belonged to.
Ellie: My name is Ellie Rose, a survivor.
????: ...Rose? Jennifer's sister?
Ellie turned around. The female officer was stood directly opposite her aligned with the passage that went off to the right.
Ellie: You knew my sister?
Before the officer had chance to respond, she was blind-sided by a huge creature. It knocked her across the room and into the wall on the other side. Her feet never even touched the floor due to the power of the strike. She was dead, lying in a heap on the floor. The blow to her head as she hit the wall had killed her. This creature, whatever it was, had more power than any of those zombies. It must have been 10ft tall as it stood and turned to face Ellie. The creature was huge. It wore black, and its right shoulder was exposed revealing the disgusting, inhuman flesh underneath. Pulsating purple tubes ran around the back of its huge neck, and it had another on its shoulder. A huge scar ran from the top of its head and through the creature's right eye. The apparent wound seemed to have been stapled shut. The monster had no lips. The teeth were completely exposed. Ellie was shocked by its size; it was different to the other monsters she had seen. It seemed to have more intelligence. It seemed to have....a purpose?
Ellie: Holy Shit!!
She backed into the vending machine as it approached....her heart pounded. In front of her to the left was a corridor, it glowed red. In front of her, to her right, was another corridor, the same one the monster had come from.
Ellie: Think Ellie....which way?
She picked neither of these exits and decided to go back the way she came, but as she tried the door, it was jammed. Something was stopping it from opening on the other side. She heard someone, hammering nails into the door, boarding it up so she could not get through.
Ellie: Hey! What's going on!?! I could use some help here!!! Are you listening??
Whoever was on the other side of the door didn't answer her, but they continued to make sure Ellie could not escape.
Ellie: What the hell do you think you're doing?!!!
The person spoke..
????: I'm merely making sure no-one escapes my precinct alive!!! I've seen that you're a tough girl; I'm going to enjoy hearing you die!!!
She recognized the voice. It was the same man she saw chasing the woman across the balcony in the main hall earlier.
Ellie: You're Precinct? Then that would make you....
????: Yes, that's right, you're fast too...but not fast enough.
The creature raised its right arm and swung for her. She ducked and rolled out of the way just in time. The monster's arm found only the air as it stood up and turned around to face her once more. She was now facing the direction she came from. Looking left, she made an attempt to run down the passage and through the door. But before she could set off, the creature..spoke.
Monster:..S.T.A.R.S!.......
Ellie: huh?
It lunged forward and Ellie dived to her left, leaving the creature to strike the wall that was behind her. It stumbled backwards and fell onto the floor. She saw this as an opportunity to escape and ran through the door next to the desk beside her. Her eyes were closed and she was desperately out of breath. What the hell had just happened? She was backed up to the door, thinking she was safe. Meanwhile, the creature had risen, and was now banging on the door, trying to get in.
Ellie: Shit, doesn't that thing know when to quit?!
Opening her eyes, she found that she was in some kind of library, with a staircase leading upwards to her right. Ellie ran up them, and followed the balcony around as far as it went, passing a door and coming to a halt when she reached a dead end. She lay down on her stomach, hiding. The creature discovered how to open the door, and did so.
Ellie: Smarter than it looks..which isn't good for me...
It entered the library and looked around, searching. It stood perfectly still, only its head moved. The monster looked up towards her, and she lay as flat and as still as she could. It seemed to work, the monster walked forward and through the double-doors, unaware of where Ellie was hiding. As it did so, Ellie could see through to what was at the other side of the door. It was the second floor of the main hall. She realized that she was now in the room that she had seen the woman leave earlier, when Ellie was using the computer.
Ellie: Well, I've made it this far...
She was a bit confused. Was the man who trapped her in that room with the creature really Chief Irons? If so, why does he want everyone dead..
Ellie: My god, if that was the Chief then...Jennifer. No, she has to be ok. She can't have been...not by him.
The odds didn't look too good. The man who had apparently gone on a date with her sister, has been charged on two accounts for rape, according to that scrapbook she had found. Now she finds that the same guy was trying to kill a beautiful woman earlier, and wants Ellie dead as well. The chances of finding her sister alive were becoming slim. She felt, defeated.
Ellie: Maybe I'm just tired...I could do with some rest. This room seems pretty safe now that thing has gone, I think now would be a good time to get some sleep if I can.
Sleeping after you've just been limping through a world of terror wasn't exactly easy, but she needed to get some strength back somehow. Her eyes were tired and she wasn't as alert as she had been previously. It was 1.15am, just over 2 hours since she found her sister's diary. A lot had happened since then, and it wasn't about to end any time soon. This was just a resting period, and she grabbed the opportunity with both hands while she had the chance. She might not get another one. She picked herself up off the ground. The floorboards she was standing on were far from sturdy, so she moved away from that area and made her way to the door she had passed previously. Opening it, she glanced out into the Hall. She was on the third floor. Then, going back into the library, she closed the door and sat down against it.
Ellie: Ok girl, time to get some sleep. You can worry about all this later...
She rested her head to the side so that it was resting onto the bookcase next to her and closed her eyes. She tried her best to think positive thoughts, hoping it would help her get to sleep. After about 10minutes, she was gone...
