_______________________Chapter one: prologue_______________________________
Narrator: People once believed that when someone dies a crow carries their soul to the
land of the dead. But sometimes something so bad happens that a terrible
sadness is carried with it, and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just
sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.
In an apartment building in a room on the forth floor, Chris turns back to loft. Paramedics are working on a bleeding Claire Redfield, cops dusting for prints. Chris picks up wedding invitation and reads it.
Cop: Hey Sergeant. (Gestures to wedding dress)
Chris: Yeah. Claire Redfield and Leon.S.Kennedy. Wedding was tomorrow night.
Cop: Who the fuck gets married on Halloween anyhow?
Chris: Nobody.
Paramedic: Sir? We got to move her.
Chris: Do it.
Paramedic: Right, guys. Do it.
The paramedics kneel down as some more paramedics rush in with a stretcher and the bring her on the stretcher platform.
Cop: Devil's fucking night! What's the count so far?
Chris: A hundred and forty-three fires.
Cop: They're slacking off from last year.
Chris: Three hours to go. Maybe they're just slow starters.
Outside the building, the paramedics take Claire to the ambulance as firemen try to take a fire out across the street.
Wesker: I realize that, but you can't come in here and move her away like this. We got
procedures to stick by. You guys should of cleared this with me first. (looks at
Claire) this the victim?
Chris: No, it's Whinoa Ryder. We found her, detective and you missed it.
Wesker: I don't care what her name is; I didn't give the order to move her. Jesus, Chris, I
can now see why they took away your gold shield.
Chris: yeah, I wasn't a big enough asshole, c'mon lets go.
As they walk to the ambulance with the injured Claire, Sherry Birkin, a, eight year old girl arrives on a skateboard and pushes through the crowd to see Claire.
Sherry: Claire?
Chris: Stand back kid.
Claire: Where's Leon?
Chris: Just don't worry about him.
Claire: Just tell him to take care of Sherry for me.
Chris: Look, I will. You just...uh, lie back and relax. C'mon. (Claire starts to gasp for
air as the paramedics strap on a gas mask to her mouth and load her into the
ambulance. It drives off and Chris looks over to Sherry.) You Sherry?
Sherry: Yeah.
Chris: Look..your sister...uh... she's going to be just fine.
Sherry: She's not my sister. She just looks after me, she's my friend, her and Leon. You
lied to her about Leon.
Chris: look, I had to.
Sherry: .and you lied to me about Claire. She's gonna die, isn't she?
Chris: Hey..uh. c'mon, come on.it's okay, she's gonna be fine.
Chris puts his hand on Shelly's shoulder trying to comfort her.
Narrator: A building gets torched; all that is left is ashes. I used to think that was true
about everything.families, friends, feelings. But now I know that sometimes,
if love proves real, two people who are meant to be together.nothing can
keep them apart.
Narrator: People once believed that when someone dies a crow carries their soul to the
land of the dead. But sometimes something so bad happens that a terrible
sadness is carried with it, and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just
sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.
In an apartment building in a room on the forth floor, Chris turns back to loft. Paramedics are working on a bleeding Claire Redfield, cops dusting for prints. Chris picks up wedding invitation and reads it.
Cop: Hey Sergeant. (Gestures to wedding dress)
Chris: Yeah. Claire Redfield and Leon.S.Kennedy. Wedding was tomorrow night.
Cop: Who the fuck gets married on Halloween anyhow?
Chris: Nobody.
Paramedic: Sir? We got to move her.
Chris: Do it.
Paramedic: Right, guys. Do it.
The paramedics kneel down as some more paramedics rush in with a stretcher and the bring her on the stretcher platform.
Cop: Devil's fucking night! What's the count so far?
Chris: A hundred and forty-three fires.
Cop: They're slacking off from last year.
Chris: Three hours to go. Maybe they're just slow starters.
Outside the building, the paramedics take Claire to the ambulance as firemen try to take a fire out across the street.
Wesker: I realize that, but you can't come in here and move her away like this. We got
procedures to stick by. You guys should of cleared this with me first. (looks at
Claire) this the victim?
Chris: No, it's Whinoa Ryder. We found her, detective and you missed it.
Wesker: I don't care what her name is; I didn't give the order to move her. Jesus, Chris, I
can now see why they took away your gold shield.
Chris: yeah, I wasn't a big enough asshole, c'mon lets go.
As they walk to the ambulance with the injured Claire, Sherry Birkin, a, eight year old girl arrives on a skateboard and pushes through the crowd to see Claire.
Sherry: Claire?
Chris: Stand back kid.
Claire: Where's Leon?
Chris: Just don't worry about him.
Claire: Just tell him to take care of Sherry for me.
Chris: Look, I will. You just...uh, lie back and relax. C'mon. (Claire starts to gasp for
air as the paramedics strap on a gas mask to her mouth and load her into the
ambulance. It drives off and Chris looks over to Sherry.) You Sherry?
Sherry: Yeah.
Chris: Look..your sister...uh... she's going to be just fine.
Sherry: She's not my sister. She just looks after me, she's my friend, her and Leon. You
lied to her about Leon.
Chris: look, I had to.
Sherry: .and you lied to me about Claire. She's gonna die, isn't she?
Chris: Hey..uh. c'mon, come on.it's okay, she's gonna be fine.
Chris puts his hand on Shelly's shoulder trying to comfort her.
Narrator: A building gets torched; all that is left is ashes. I used to think that was true
about everything.families, friends, feelings. But now I know that sometimes,
if love proves real, two people who are meant to be together.nothing can
keep them apart.