Released
Present Day
Chris Redfield was walking to the S.T.A.R.S office to finish up some paper work, and only to hear Jill Valentine screaming on the phone. Chris stood in the doorway and heard Jill arguing with someone. "You let him go, and he'll be murdering more people on the streets!" A moment of silence came. "Just watch, I'll be right about him and you guys will be answering to the press about it and I'll be there to watch you!" She slammed the phone hard on the phone cradle.
"What was that, Jill?"
"I am pissed, Chris."
"I can see that." Jill sat in her chair for a moment, calming herself down. She took a drink from her coffee. "What did you mean that, 'he'll be murdering more people'?" Jill set down her coffee. "Someone I busted eight years ago is being set free, Chris. He murdered the Emus family with a knife, including their dog. Do you know him?" Chris knew Jill did a lot outstanding operations before when she joined S.T.A.R.S, but he didn't know whom she put away.
"No, who?"
"Ian Rangel. The night I busted him he was covered in blood, including the murder weapon. It's obvious that he did it, now they're saying to me that they are releasing him because there wasn't any solid evidence of DNA or anything that would indicate that he murdered them, and that he's cured. That's bullshit!" Jill was red on her cheeks. Chris held her, "Listen, Jill. If they say they are going to release him, then there is nothing we can do about it except watch him." Chris said. Jill got up and strapped on her holster, slapped in a fresh clip into her Beretta, and holstered it. "Where are you going, Jill?"
"To the state psychiatric hospital, he's being released today. I am going to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid." She was in the doorway and looked back at Chris, "Want to come with?" "Sure." Chris got up, collected his weapon, and went with Jill.
Jill was driving while Chris sat in the passenger seat, reading about Ian Rangel. He was twenty at the time when he was arrested. He was about 160 lbs, 6" tall, brown hair, brown eyes, and was tanned a bit. The file read that he grew up in Indiana and moved to Raccoon City for some reason. Once Jill arrested him, he was questioned about the crime he committed. He said that some creature that used the dark and shadows to move around killed the Emus'. He said he was innocent, and tried to fight the monster. The authorities believed he was insane, and was sent to a psychiatric hospital. Chris looked out the window and saw that the press made it there.
The press arrived to question about the killings, and all Ian wanted to do was just forget about it. Ian was glad to hear that he was going to be released; he couldn't take it anymore in that hospital. He walked through the front gates and a crowd of reporters came, closing in on him. They questioned him about how it feels like to be locked up for so many years, and if there was another killer. He said, "All I can do is hope that our authorities are doing whatever they can within their power to catch this killer." He got into his car and drove off.
He made it to his old home, the neighbors of the area were there with signs that said, 'GO BACK TO THE NUT HOUSE', 'I DON'T WANT A KILLER IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD', and 'IAN RANGEL IS A PSYCHO, DOES NOT DESERVE TO LIVE'. They threw small objects at his house, one of them a brick, which broke his front window. He barely made it into his house, and locked the door. The police came and took the neighbors away. Ian watched as everyone in the neighborhood disappeared, the very same neighbors who welcomed him.
Ian sat in the living room and began to look around the place. He hadn't been home in so long, and yet, he was glad to be home. Far away from ignorant doctors, fellow patients, and closed in rooms. I can finally have some peace, Ian thought. His doorbell rang. At first, Ian was scared to get the door; he was all ready receiving death threats not only from the neighbors, but also from relatives of the Emus'. He hesitated and tried to open it when the door opened itself, and there stood the person who put him away. S.T.A.R.S member Jill Valentine.
Present Day
Chris Redfield was walking to the S.T.A.R.S office to finish up some paper work, and only to hear Jill Valentine screaming on the phone. Chris stood in the doorway and heard Jill arguing with someone. "You let him go, and he'll be murdering more people on the streets!" A moment of silence came. "Just watch, I'll be right about him and you guys will be answering to the press about it and I'll be there to watch you!" She slammed the phone hard on the phone cradle.
"What was that, Jill?"
"I am pissed, Chris."
"I can see that." Jill sat in her chair for a moment, calming herself down. She took a drink from her coffee. "What did you mean that, 'he'll be murdering more people'?" Jill set down her coffee. "Someone I busted eight years ago is being set free, Chris. He murdered the Emus family with a knife, including their dog. Do you know him?" Chris knew Jill did a lot outstanding operations before when she joined S.T.A.R.S, but he didn't know whom she put away.
"No, who?"
"Ian Rangel. The night I busted him he was covered in blood, including the murder weapon. It's obvious that he did it, now they're saying to me that they are releasing him because there wasn't any solid evidence of DNA or anything that would indicate that he murdered them, and that he's cured. That's bullshit!" Jill was red on her cheeks. Chris held her, "Listen, Jill. If they say they are going to release him, then there is nothing we can do about it except watch him." Chris said. Jill got up and strapped on her holster, slapped in a fresh clip into her Beretta, and holstered it. "Where are you going, Jill?"
"To the state psychiatric hospital, he's being released today. I am going to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid." She was in the doorway and looked back at Chris, "Want to come with?" "Sure." Chris got up, collected his weapon, and went with Jill.
Jill was driving while Chris sat in the passenger seat, reading about Ian Rangel. He was twenty at the time when he was arrested. He was about 160 lbs, 6" tall, brown hair, brown eyes, and was tanned a bit. The file read that he grew up in Indiana and moved to Raccoon City for some reason. Once Jill arrested him, he was questioned about the crime he committed. He said that some creature that used the dark and shadows to move around killed the Emus'. He said he was innocent, and tried to fight the monster. The authorities believed he was insane, and was sent to a psychiatric hospital. Chris looked out the window and saw that the press made it there.
The press arrived to question about the killings, and all Ian wanted to do was just forget about it. Ian was glad to hear that he was going to be released; he couldn't take it anymore in that hospital. He walked through the front gates and a crowd of reporters came, closing in on him. They questioned him about how it feels like to be locked up for so many years, and if there was another killer. He said, "All I can do is hope that our authorities are doing whatever they can within their power to catch this killer." He got into his car and drove off.
He made it to his old home, the neighbors of the area were there with signs that said, 'GO BACK TO THE NUT HOUSE', 'I DON'T WANT A KILLER IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD', and 'IAN RANGEL IS A PSYCHO, DOES NOT DESERVE TO LIVE'. They threw small objects at his house, one of them a brick, which broke his front window. He barely made it into his house, and locked the door. The police came and took the neighbors away. Ian watched as everyone in the neighborhood disappeared, the very same neighbors who welcomed him.
Ian sat in the living room and began to look around the place. He hadn't been home in so long, and yet, he was glad to be home. Far away from ignorant doctors, fellow patients, and closed in rooms. I can finally have some peace, Ian thought. His doorbell rang. At first, Ian was scared to get the door; he was all ready receiving death threats not only from the neighbors, but also from relatives of the Emus'. He hesitated and tried to open it when the door opened itself, and there stood the person who put him away. S.T.A.R.S member Jill Valentine.