INT. MANSION - HALLWAY I - NIGHT

Jill and Sullivan are walking down a brightly lit, pink wallpapered hall with rain beating peacefully ont he large windows on the right wall. There are handsome, wooden shelves on the left.

SULLIVAN

Jill, I'm sorry about Chris.

JILL

It's okay. I know he made it.

SULLIVAN

Jesus... I've hardly been in

the east wing. The estate goes

on forever.

Jill looks at the shelves.

JILL

Oh my god...

SULLIVAN

Huh?

He also looks at the shelves. Inside the glass casings, are strange looking bones and dried up skins, scales. Next to each sample is a small card, saying such things as MA-39 CEREBRUS - FIRST WEEK AFTER DNA ALTERATION, FI-03 NEPTUNE - FIFTH WEEK AFTER DNA ALTERATION, MA121-HUNTER - ELEVENTH WEEK AFTER DNA ALTERATION, RE09-CHIMERA - SEVENTH WEEK AFTER DNA ALTERATION.

In each shelve there is also an empty spece, but the cards next to them proudly boast T-OO2 - TYRANT. ONE YEAR AFTER DNA ALTERATION.

SULLIVAN

Disturbing stuff. What's

it for? What do those

names and codes mean?

JILL

It looks like someone was

showing off experiment

results for someone else...

SULLIVAN

(grabbing his arm)

Shit!

JILL

What is it?

SULLIVAN

It just stung for split

moment.

JILL

Let me see.

Jill rolls up his sleeve and finds a giant boil right above the bandaged area.

SULLIVAN

It seems like I'm going

through puberty again.

JILL

How are you feeling?

SULLIVAN

Well, the arm's sore, but,

you don't think that that

creep infected me...

JILL

I don't know... There must

have been some reason why

he...

(pauses)

...Did what he did. Not to

mention the way he looked

like. And if this was a

virus, there is a great risk

that... Kenneth... I...

SULLIVAN

You're scared of being next

to me, aren't you?

JILL

No. Ken, you're my teammate,

I'll stick to you until the

end. I am just worried about

you.

SULLIVAN

Don't. I'm fine. It can't be

virus. We are not it in some

sleazy Italian splatter movie.

JILL

One thing about, Kenneth,

you never manage to lose

your sense of humor.

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INT. MANSION - HALLWAY II- NIGHT

Three zombies are wondering down the dark, windowless hall. There seem to be no purpose in their movements, the hit walls, small tables, knock over a few paintings that still manage to somehow still hang on the wall. Suddenly, their heads explode consecutively. They drop dead on the floor, revealing Chris, holding up his smoking desert eagle. Chris eyes the numerous doors dotting the hallway, then sees one that is ajar. Chris slowly begins to turn the knob.

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INT. MANSION - HALLWAY III - NIGHT

Chris barges into a more brightly lit, but unbelievebly cold and sterile hallway, paneled in fancy marble. There no one here. A low moan is heard. Chris aims his weapon, jumps around the corner and finds...

...None other than Rebecca Chambers, blood caked, dirt with grime and with a beyond exhausted look on her face. She is sitting on the floor, cradling Richard Aiken. He is very pale, with with two huge puncture wounds in his chest.

REBECCA

Don't shoot!

Chris lowers his weapon.

CHRIS

You're Chambers, right?

Rebecca.

REBECCA

(voice trembling)

Y... Yes, Sir.

CHRIS

Well, I'm Chris Redfield.

What the hell happened here?

Richard!

AIKEN

Chris, Get out of here! This

mansion is full of demons. Go,

while you still have the chance.

Chris kneels down to Aiken.

CHRIS

Aiken, shut your mouth. You'll

be fine. You always are. What

happened to you?

AIKEN

A snake... A giant, poisonous

snake. The damn thing impaled

me with its fangs.

REBECCA

Sir, I...

CHRIS

Cut the sir shit.

REBECCA

Sorry, Si... Chris. I got

here with Richard, Kenneth

and Forest, but we got separated.

Then I found Richard like this,

it seemed that he crawled

here...

Rebecca chokes. Chris looks beond the two and sees a door, smeared in blood, the blood continues on the well and ends by Richard and Rebecca.

CHRIS

(hoplessly)

Do you know where anyone else

is?

REBECCA

No. Those things murdred

Eddie and I have not seen

Enrico since last night.

I lost my track of the

others at about dawn.

CHRIS

So, there is still a chance?

Aiken begins to convulse and gasping.

AIKEN

Rebecca... Get out of this

place with Chris... I won't

make it... Go... With...

He gasps one last time and slips into unconsciousness.

CHRIS

Rich?

Rebecca checks Aiken's pulse.

REBECCA

He's okay. Just unconscious.

But I don't know how long he

will be that way. He needs

medical attention now.

CHRIS

What should I do?

REBECCA

There's this medical room

I was hiding in for a while.

It took me all my courage to

go and look for the others...

In any case, it had some decent

products there. I wanted to

take Richard there, but he's

too heavy.

CHRIS

Right.

Chris calmly raises Richard by his hand, then slumps it over his shoulder. Rebecca gets up and hovers cautiously over her ailing comrade.

CHRIS(CONT.)

Well? What way?

REBECCA

Follow me.

She heads towards the door that Chris entered through. He follows, huffing and grunting under Richard Aiken's weight.

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INT. MANSION - MEDICAL ROOM - NIGHT

The room is small, but so far the cheeriest and most cozy. There are all the comforts of home, a bed, a chair, a cupboard filled with medical products, a lamp, etc.

The door opens and Rebecca enters, followed by Chris, still helping the unconscious Aiken.

REBECCA

Place him on the bed.

Chris heads for the bed and spreads out Richard on top of the sheets. Rebecca shuts the door and rushes to the cupboard.

REBECCA(CONT.)

Please have it... Yes!

Rebecca grabs a small glass vial, some alcohol, cotton, and a plastic syringe.

REBECCA(CONT.)

Chris, hold out his arm.

Chris tears the sleeve on Richard's shirt and uses the torn cloth to wrap around the latter's arm, exposing the vain. Aiken stirs and wakes up.

AIKEN

Becky, it burns...

REBECCA

Don't worry Richard, I'll

give you a shot. Look, I

found some serum...

AIKEN

I can't take it any more...

the pain... Rebecca...

His voice gorws weaker, suddenly, he yelps and cathces the glimpse of Rebecca removing the used syringe from his arm.

AIKEN(CONT.)

Does it never not hurt?

CHRIS

Well, obviously no.

Rebecca discards the used materials into the garbage bin.

REBECCA

Thank god they had Saprafil.

If there was any other serum,

there would have been no hope.

CHRIS

Saprafil?

REBECCA

Yes, it is the best serum,

really, it is manufactured

by Umbrella. Most of the

medicinal goods here are

bearing their logo.

CHRIS

Well, at least we know who

ever lived in this mansion

was rich. That Umbrella

shit is expensive. In any

case, I'll go and continue

my investigation. You help

Richard.

REBECCA

Ye... Yes. I still need

to treat the bite marks.

Chris turns to leave.

REBECCA(CONT.)

Chris?

CHRIS

(turns around)

Yeah?

REBECCA

Please be careful.

Anguished moans are heard from the outside.

CHRIS

Damn it! Those sick fucks

are getting restless!

AIKEN

(sits up)

How are they getting here?

Those don't seem to have

any intelligence.

REBECCA

The doors... I've noticed

that many locks were broken

by someone.

CHRIS

Or something. Who knows

how many things are in

place! Okay, guys. Stay

here and matter what. I

will come back for the

both of you once I find

the others and a way out.

Does anyone have a weapon?

AIKEN

There's a semi in my holster.

CHRISExcellent.

Without uttering another world, Chris calmly exits the room.