When we reached the boat, I was in such a state of shock I could barely breathe.
Kevin set me down on the deck as Wesker started the engine. "Carrie?" he said. "Carrie, are you there?" "Yeah," I managed to croak out. Then I snapped. I jumped up and started screaming for no reason at all. Kevin grabbed me and crushed me into a tight embrace.
I slipped into unconsciousness.
When I woke up, I saw a very strange thing. A boot was laying next to my head. I looked up and saw the Rival on the boat with Wesker in it's mouth. I stood up as quickly as I could. This turned the Rival's attention to me. I saw a gun on the deck. I sprang at it as the Rival pounced at the spot I had been. I cocked the gun to make sure it was loaded and rolled over. The Rival landed right on top of me, with a wail of savage triumph. I stuck the gun in it's mouth, straight down it's ugly throat and emptied the gun. The creature slumped over, dead. I pushed it into the water and watched it sink. Wesker, who had been dropped very heavily woke up.
"Oooo, what the fuck happened to my head?" he moaned. "And where's my boot?" I laughed out loud at this, the only thing in the past 48 hours that I had found funny. I looked around for Kevin. He was no where to be found. "Where's Kevin?" I asked Wesker. Wesker just shrugged. I began to panic. Where was he? Had the Rival eaten him? Then I heard a cough from the cabin. I watched the door apprehensively. Kevin crawled out the door. I ran to him.
"You idiot." I whispered to him. "You scared the shit out of me!" "Sorry." He replied.
I grabbed him and held him tight, because I thought if I did it too weakly he wouldn't take me seriously. "So, what now?" Wesker said from behind us. "Well, there's a city right on the coast isn't there?" I asked. "Yeah. Angel City, New Jersey." he replied. I looked back at the island. It seemed so peaceful, quiet. I exchanged a glance with Kevin. "That's where we're going. We have stuff to do there." I said. We turned to look at the city as the sun rose over it.
Kevin set me down on the deck as Wesker started the engine. "Carrie?" he said. "Carrie, are you there?" "Yeah," I managed to croak out. Then I snapped. I jumped up and started screaming for no reason at all. Kevin grabbed me and crushed me into a tight embrace.
I slipped into unconsciousness.
When I woke up, I saw a very strange thing. A boot was laying next to my head. I looked up and saw the Rival on the boat with Wesker in it's mouth. I stood up as quickly as I could. This turned the Rival's attention to me. I saw a gun on the deck. I sprang at it as the Rival pounced at the spot I had been. I cocked the gun to make sure it was loaded and rolled over. The Rival landed right on top of me, with a wail of savage triumph. I stuck the gun in it's mouth, straight down it's ugly throat and emptied the gun. The creature slumped over, dead. I pushed it into the water and watched it sink. Wesker, who had been dropped very heavily woke up.
"Oooo, what the fuck happened to my head?" he moaned. "And where's my boot?" I laughed out loud at this, the only thing in the past 48 hours that I had found funny. I looked around for Kevin. He was no where to be found. "Where's Kevin?" I asked Wesker. Wesker just shrugged. I began to panic. Where was he? Had the Rival eaten him? Then I heard a cough from the cabin. I watched the door apprehensively. Kevin crawled out the door. I ran to him.
"You idiot." I whispered to him. "You scared the shit out of me!" "Sorry." He replied.
I grabbed him and held him tight, because I thought if I did it too weakly he wouldn't take me seriously. "So, what now?" Wesker said from behind us. "Well, there's a city right on the coast isn't there?" I asked. "Yeah. Angel City, New Jersey." he replied. I looked back at the island. It seemed so peaceful, quiet. I exchanged a glance with Kevin. "That's where we're going. We have stuff to do there." I said. We turned to look at the city as the sun rose over it.
