Chapter 6
Running To Nowhere
(Author's note: Hi people!!! I am really sorry for making you wait so long, but now I have really pushed my mind to create a story to the best of my abilities. From now on I will have better grammar and punctuation, also I have a whole busload of new ideas. Thanks to everyone who has ever read the story and be on the lookout for new characters. I also have some poems and stuff coming out soon so be on the lookout um k? Oh yeah, feel free to give me suggestions and ideas on how I can better the story. Thanks! See ya later and remember, a writer writes, always!)
GEMINI PROJECT REPORT A 10:00 A.M.-Subject A transferred to Raccoon City test site and put under surveillance.
11:00 A.M.-File copied and Subject B's testing begins.
2:15 P.M.-Subject A still under surveillance, but shows no sign of movement. Blood to be taken and combined with new virus strand. Blood is then to be combined with Subject B's DNA.
6:00 P.M.-Subject B reacting strangely to new DNA and is beginning to evolve in every ability from strength to tactical thinking.
8:00 P.M.-Subject B has attacked lab worker and escaped out of cell into vents. Tactical actions being taken to subdue Subject B.
10:00 P.M.-Immediate change in deceased worker has been noted. Change time cut down dramatically from 1hr. to less than 10 minutes. Beast has still not been subdued, but seems to be evolving to fit surroundings. Lockdown has been ordered and Subject B is to be destroyed.
12:00 A.M.-4 guards deceased and the usual severing of their cerebral cortexes has not been affective. Subject A has attacked the guards holding him and has escaped. Subject B has been cornered into the control room. Destruction of the subject is inevitable.
1:18 A.M.-Lockdown of compound has been uninitiated, Subject B has escaped. Total viral outbreak inevitable. Citizens of Raccoon City have been deemed expendable.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Asks a voice trying to understand the report in his hand. A group of men dressed in all black stood staring by flashlight at this report found clutched tightly in the hand of a dead scientist. The men had M-16s strapped to their backs and 9mm in their holsters. Each one had a gasmask on and one was looking at the blueprints of the building by a small computer on his left wrist.
"Let me take a look. Ordered a woman from behind a computer. I know alot about this tech stuff."
The one with the note turned towards the woman, balled up the paper, and tossed it towards her. The woman raised her hand and caught it with ease. She then read it and stood up. "What it says boys is that the town is screwed and that we have no business here. It has been screwed since last night. Hell it was screwed before these subjects even got here!"
"Whoa, hold your horses Delta. A man stepped in from the shadows. He was dressed like the rest except for the red patch on his right shoulder. We still have to find Subject A and kill Subject B. You know how the corporation doesn't like loose ends. So lets move out and find these two subjects. The faster we do this, the faster we get paid and go home."
"Fine. Said Delta with an annoyed tone. Lets get moving then."
On the other side of town, the weary Jason Kennerson was fighting fatigue and hunger while at the same time, was trying to stay strong for his group. He and the rest of the survivors of the Gateway City police had been trudging through the city for 6 hours straight. All the while trying to stay alive. Officer Lazlow had been looking terrible for the past three hours. He was going on to 50 soon and was not prepared for such strenuous tasks.
"Ok, that's it! Shouted Jason. We are stopping here for the night. He turned towards a small abandoned building with boarded up windows and looked it over. He saw that one of the windows was just wide enough for each one of them to fit through. Pointing to it he ordered everyone to hold their positions. He slowly walked towards it with his gun raised, bits of broken glass crunched under his feet. He reached for the flashlight in his front pocket. Turning it on, he peered inside. The building was small, with only one room it was not hard to try and find something hiding in it. He turned and gave everyone the all-clear signal. A breath of relief escaped their lips. When all of them were inside, Jason spoke up. I am going to take first watch. Wilson, you are going second. Get some sleep everyone, and no walking off alone.
"Sir, do you think we will survive the night?" Asked Wilson, as he was positioning himself in a comfortable sleeping position.
"Right now Wilson, replied Jason with a soft tone, I don't know."
(Author's note: Hi people!!! I am really sorry for making you wait so long, but now I have really pushed my mind to create a story to the best of my abilities. From now on I will have better grammar and punctuation, also I have a whole busload of new ideas. Thanks to everyone who has ever read the story and be on the lookout for new characters. I also have some poems and stuff coming out soon so be on the lookout um k? Oh yeah, feel free to give me suggestions and ideas on how I can better the story. Thanks! See ya later and remember, a writer writes, always!)
GEMINI PROJECT REPORT A 10:00 A.M.-Subject A transferred to Raccoon City test site and put under surveillance.
11:00 A.M.-File copied and Subject B's testing begins.
2:15 P.M.-Subject A still under surveillance, but shows no sign of movement. Blood to be taken and combined with new virus strand. Blood is then to be combined with Subject B's DNA.
6:00 P.M.-Subject B reacting strangely to new DNA and is beginning to evolve in every ability from strength to tactical thinking.
8:00 P.M.-Subject B has attacked lab worker and escaped out of cell into vents. Tactical actions being taken to subdue Subject B.
10:00 P.M.-Immediate change in deceased worker has been noted. Change time cut down dramatically from 1hr. to less than 10 minutes. Beast has still not been subdued, but seems to be evolving to fit surroundings. Lockdown has been ordered and Subject B is to be destroyed.
12:00 A.M.-4 guards deceased and the usual severing of their cerebral cortexes has not been affective. Subject A has attacked the guards holding him and has escaped. Subject B has been cornered into the control room. Destruction of the subject is inevitable.
1:18 A.M.-Lockdown of compound has been uninitiated, Subject B has escaped. Total viral outbreak inevitable. Citizens of Raccoon City have been deemed expendable.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Asks a voice trying to understand the report in his hand. A group of men dressed in all black stood staring by flashlight at this report found clutched tightly in the hand of a dead scientist. The men had M-16s strapped to their backs and 9mm in their holsters. Each one had a gasmask on and one was looking at the blueprints of the building by a small computer on his left wrist.
"Let me take a look. Ordered a woman from behind a computer. I know alot about this tech stuff."
The one with the note turned towards the woman, balled up the paper, and tossed it towards her. The woman raised her hand and caught it with ease. She then read it and stood up. "What it says boys is that the town is screwed and that we have no business here. It has been screwed since last night. Hell it was screwed before these subjects even got here!"
"Whoa, hold your horses Delta. A man stepped in from the shadows. He was dressed like the rest except for the red patch on his right shoulder. We still have to find Subject A and kill Subject B. You know how the corporation doesn't like loose ends. So lets move out and find these two subjects. The faster we do this, the faster we get paid and go home."
"Fine. Said Delta with an annoyed tone. Lets get moving then."
On the other side of town, the weary Jason Kennerson was fighting fatigue and hunger while at the same time, was trying to stay strong for his group. He and the rest of the survivors of the Gateway City police had been trudging through the city for 6 hours straight. All the while trying to stay alive. Officer Lazlow had been looking terrible for the past three hours. He was going on to 50 soon and was not prepared for such strenuous tasks.
"Ok, that's it! Shouted Jason. We are stopping here for the night. He turned towards a small abandoned building with boarded up windows and looked it over. He saw that one of the windows was just wide enough for each one of them to fit through. Pointing to it he ordered everyone to hold their positions. He slowly walked towards it with his gun raised, bits of broken glass crunched under his feet. He reached for the flashlight in his front pocket. Turning it on, he peered inside. The building was small, with only one room it was not hard to try and find something hiding in it. He turned and gave everyone the all-clear signal. A breath of relief escaped their lips. When all of them were inside, Jason spoke up. I am going to take first watch. Wilson, you are going second. Get some sleep everyone, and no walking off alone.
"Sir, do you think we will survive the night?" Asked Wilson, as he was positioning himself in a comfortable sleeping position.
"Right now Wilson, replied Jason with a soft tone, I don't know."