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9:15AM September 24th, 1998 The Edge of Raccoon City
The first buildings started to appear just as Tom started to doubt the black plague was behind all this. The first thing that he noticed was the lack of people. For a quarter after nine on a Thursday morning there was absolutely nobody around. As he went further into the city he began to notice an abundance of smashed cars and some fires. "What is going on?" he asked himself.
Suddenly, a girl darted in front of the jeep. He slammed on the brakes and managed to stop just short of her. He jumped out to see if she was alright. She looked up and he got his first good look at her.
She was short and delicate looking. She was wearing a sailor's suit, a backpack, and an odd looking pendant around her neck. "Hello there," Tom said to her,"What's your name?" "My name is Sherry Birkin," she said shyly. "Do you need a ride?" Tom asked her. "I guess so," she said. She climbed into the jeep and they continued driving.
"So where are you headed?" he asked, "I'm Tom by the way." "The police department," she replied. "Really," he stated,"Do your parents work there?" "No," she replied, "My mom told me to go there because the streets are going to be a dangerous place soon." "Why is that?" he asked, suddenly intrigued. "I dunno. That's just what she said." Suddenly there was a huge thump and something went flying over the hood of the car. "Damn!" Tom screamed as he stopped the car, "What'd I hit!?"
He jumped out and, as an afterthought, grabbed the rifle. "God damn it..." he muttered as he saw the human form lying on the road. The person on the ground started moving. "Oh thank god," he said. He walked up. "Are you okay?" he asked the person. The person looked up at him and he screamed. She looked like the ranger. He fired two shots into her head. That was when he heard the moans. People, no wait, zombies started pouring out of the alley to his left. He screamed and ran back to the jeep. He grabbed his camera and took a photo of the advancing zombies. As it was a self developing camera, it spit the picture out a second later. He leapt into the jeep and drove like hell.
After driving for a minute or two he reached over and wrote on the back of the photo "The zombies are attacking". "Tom!" Sherry yelled, "I think that lady is alive!" He looked up and saw a woman waving them down. He pulled over and motioned for her to climb in. She crawled into the back and introductions were made. The girl was named Tina Van Allsworth. She told them that she worked at the power station on Elm Street. After the crisis, she abandoned her post and tried to escape. She was bitten on the leg while trying to get out.
Tom took one look at the bite, which was bleeding and going sort of greenish, and said, "I'm getting you to a hospital." He hung a right and headed for the hospital. As he was driving he noticed more living people hanging around, mostly police officers. He finally got to the hospital and helped Tina inside. It was total chaos in the hospital. There were doctors running around everywhere, stuff scattered all over the foyer, etc. They ran to the check in desk and got Tina checked in. Tom then bid her a farewell and went back outside. Along the way he ran into some guy who called himself the park manager. Tom handed him the picture of the zombies. "Put it in your office as a souveneir," Tom told him as he ran off. He then climbed into the jeep and drove off, hoping that the hospital could hold out.
9:56AM September 24th, 1998 Raccoon City Police Department
"Finally," Tom muttered as he was cleared to pull into the RPD parking lot. He had been waiting for ten minutes to enter the underground parking garage. He finally pulled in and shut off the engine. He grabbed the and climbed out. Sherry jumped out too and ran out of the garage. Tom shrugged and walked out as well. The hall was in turmoil and people were scrambling for weapons at the weapons storage room. Police officers were handing out weapons and ammo. He realised that he wouldn't get much here andpulled an officer aside. "Are there any gunshops in the area?" Tom asked. "Yeah," the officer responded, "Kendo's Gunshop down on Barton Avenue may have something left." Tom thanked him and set off.
10:12AM September 24th, 1998 Kendo's Gunshop
Tom shoved his way through the crowds of people in the small shop. He had left the jeep at the station and walked to the shop. Obviously, this area wasn't infected as much as the other areas of town. "Here," Kendo said,
handing him a revolver, "It's a Taurus RT-906. It uses 9x19mm rounds, holds 6 shots, and is very concealable. Take these too." Kendo handed him two packs of 9mm rounds. Each one held 30 rounds. Tom thanked him and left.
That was when the explosion went off.
9:15AM September 24th, 1998 The Edge of Raccoon City
The first buildings started to appear just as Tom started to doubt the black plague was behind all this. The first thing that he noticed was the lack of people. For a quarter after nine on a Thursday morning there was absolutely nobody around. As he went further into the city he began to notice an abundance of smashed cars and some fires. "What is going on?" he asked himself.
Suddenly, a girl darted in front of the jeep. He slammed on the brakes and managed to stop just short of her. He jumped out to see if she was alright. She looked up and he got his first good look at her.
She was short and delicate looking. She was wearing a sailor's suit, a backpack, and an odd looking pendant around her neck. "Hello there," Tom said to her,"What's your name?" "My name is Sherry Birkin," she said shyly. "Do you need a ride?" Tom asked her. "I guess so," she said. She climbed into the jeep and they continued driving.
"So where are you headed?" he asked, "I'm Tom by the way." "The police department," she replied. "Really," he stated,"Do your parents work there?" "No," she replied, "My mom told me to go there because the streets are going to be a dangerous place soon." "Why is that?" he asked, suddenly intrigued. "I dunno. That's just what she said." Suddenly there was a huge thump and something went flying over the hood of the car. "Damn!" Tom screamed as he stopped the car, "What'd I hit!?"
He jumped out and, as an afterthought, grabbed the rifle. "God damn it..." he muttered as he saw the human form lying on the road. The person on the ground started moving. "Oh thank god," he said. He walked up. "Are you okay?" he asked the person. The person looked up at him and he screamed. She looked like the ranger. He fired two shots into her head. That was when he heard the moans. People, no wait, zombies started pouring out of the alley to his left. He screamed and ran back to the jeep. He grabbed his camera and took a photo of the advancing zombies. As it was a self developing camera, it spit the picture out a second later. He leapt into the jeep and drove like hell.
After driving for a minute or two he reached over and wrote on the back of the photo "The zombies are attacking". "Tom!" Sherry yelled, "I think that lady is alive!" He looked up and saw a woman waving them down. He pulled over and motioned for her to climb in. She crawled into the back and introductions were made. The girl was named Tina Van Allsworth. She told them that she worked at the power station on Elm Street. After the crisis, she abandoned her post and tried to escape. She was bitten on the leg while trying to get out.
Tom took one look at the bite, which was bleeding and going sort of greenish, and said, "I'm getting you to a hospital." He hung a right and headed for the hospital. As he was driving he noticed more living people hanging around, mostly police officers. He finally got to the hospital and helped Tina inside. It was total chaos in the hospital. There were doctors running around everywhere, stuff scattered all over the foyer, etc. They ran to the check in desk and got Tina checked in. Tom then bid her a farewell and went back outside. Along the way he ran into some guy who called himself the park manager. Tom handed him the picture of the zombies. "Put it in your office as a souveneir," Tom told him as he ran off. He then climbed into the jeep and drove off, hoping that the hospital could hold out.
9:56AM September 24th, 1998 Raccoon City Police Department
"Finally," Tom muttered as he was cleared to pull into the RPD parking lot. He had been waiting for ten minutes to enter the underground parking garage. He finally pulled in and shut off the engine. He grabbed the and climbed out. Sherry jumped out too and ran out of the garage. Tom shrugged and walked out as well. The hall was in turmoil and people were scrambling for weapons at the weapons storage room. Police officers were handing out weapons and ammo. He realised that he wouldn't get much here andpulled an officer aside. "Are there any gunshops in the area?" Tom asked. "Yeah," the officer responded, "Kendo's Gunshop down on Barton Avenue may have something left." Tom thanked him and set off.
10:12AM September 24th, 1998 Kendo's Gunshop
Tom shoved his way through the crowds of people in the small shop. He had left the jeep at the station and walked to the shop. Obviously, this area wasn't infected as much as the other areas of town. "Here," Kendo said,
handing him a revolver, "It's a Taurus RT-906. It uses 9x19mm rounds, holds 6 shots, and is very concealable. Take these too." Kendo handed him two packs of 9mm rounds. Each one held 30 rounds. Tom thanked him and left.
That was when the explosion went off.