Real Survival Horror

Chapter 3

The Perfect Team

The cold hard floor was a release to the cold-hearted goings on outside the basement walls. As things in the college grew more eerie and mournful Rob and John still lay on the floor. Rob began to stir. His eyes began to flicker and he opened them slowly, his pupils enlarged to the bright light before shrinking back to there normal position for him to regain his focus. Rob pushed himself up with his arm and sat up against the basement wall. He felt a great pain in the back of his head, the usual after affect of being hit by a crow bar, he put his hand to the back of his head and brought it back to see blood, he couldn't believe what Mike and Ben had done, they were always such quiet kids in the college. He stood up and walked toward John, there was blood running from his head, it was like he was dead. Rob quickly took off his jacket and wrapped it around his wound to try and stop the bleeding, he knew that he was still alive, John was always a fighter, plus the fact that he still had colour in his lips and finger nails, and his pulse was still going, it wasn't going very fast, but there where still signs of life. After covering the wound Rob needed to find out if he could actually get out of the basement. He walked up the stairs and to the door, it was locked, Robs fear, he needed to get out of there somehow but it can only unlock from the outside. Rob banged frantically on the door and he kicked it, it wouldn't budge, probably because of the strong locks and well screwed in hinges, he even tried to pull the door handle off, but he stopped because he knew that it would only make things worse. He came back down the stairs and sat beside John waiting from him to regain consciousness

The wide halls of the college now seemed like a maze to Phill, the halls he knew so well look as if they have been decorated in bloodshed bodies. He felt sick every time he stepped in the blood of someone else, he even went out of his way not to. He gripped his wooden pole in fear, the same way he would grip any weapon that he would have in his possession, and nothing could make him feel safe. Phill heard a buzzing noise coming from the door at the end of the corridor in the MIS office. He walked up there quickly with hope that there may be someone alive in there. He ran to the door with both of his arms out in front of him to stop him against the doorframe. He peered into the room first, the buzzing was coming from the PC console in the far corner of the room, it was stuck on a message that said 'e-mail sending failed' Phill walked up to the PC stepping over the two bodies of the MIS officers. He took the mouse in the palm of his hand and he clicked on the cancel icon in the open window, the buzzing stopped everything was quiet, Phill didn't like it when it was this quiet, it made him feel insecure and unsafe, but no noise can be better than any noise. The computer bleeped, and the e-mail that was in progress of sending came up on the screen, it read,

'Wyke college having problems in the science wing, please send help, out of control rats are infesting the halls. reply a.s.a.p. MIS officer Jackson' it's a distress call from the college. It seems that the college computers are still working, Phill deleted the e- mail and began to compose his own distress call to the same address, he typed

'this is Phillip Seymour from Wyke college the rats in the science labs have become out of control monsters and have began to kill the students.' Phill stopped typing, and thought, are they going to take him seriously, this is hull city police there not going to believe a college teenager, Phill deleted his message and typed in the original e-mail,

'Wyke college having problems in the science wing, please send help, out of control rats are infesting the halls. reply a.s.a.p. MIS officer Jackson' he pressed the send button but it never sent the message, the same buzzing started and the same message came up on the screen. Phill put his head down with a disappointed look on his face. While the buzzing was still on Phill couldn't hear the shuffling on the mindless MIS officer on the floor behind him. He sat down unsuspectingly as the monster behind him stood up onto its chewed up legs it began to stagger towards Phill, at the same time 'Will' and 'Wesker' were filming, almost enjoying the suspense, 'Wesker' said to 'Will'

"Get out of sight, but keep filming" 'Will' acknowledged the order and hid, 'Wesker' walked into the MIS office with is crowbar raised above his head, Phill turned around as the Zombie was about to power down on him, 'Wesker' swung his crowbar around and knocked the head off the zombie with one blow this time. Phill was shocked and grateful

"Oh my god" were the first word to leave Phills mouth after the incident, "I didn't think there was anyone else left alive"

"Neither did I" 'Wesker' replied

"We need to get out of here," Phill said getting straight to the point of the situation,

"I've tried, but all the exits are blocked off" 'Wesker' replied, Phill slammed his hand on the table and rage, and he shouted in anger

"What the hell is going on today, it started out like any other day, and then all of a sudden, killer rats and Zombies, it's like some sort of bad resident evil game" Phill calmed himself down, he took a few breaths, 'Wesker' started to raise his voice as well, like he was over acting,

"I don't understand it either!" he shouted. Phill began to walk towards the MIS office door,

"C'mon we need to get out of here," he said quietly facing away from 'Wesker' "No" 'Wesker' demanded,

"we need to find survivors, there is no way we could be the only ones" 'Wesker' said with false potencies, Phill thought,

"We could die doing that" 'Wesker' began to wield his way into Phills head,
"We could die trying to get out of here, the exits are all blocked by those zombie creatures, and the class rooms are full of them"

"They're not creatures, there our college mates and you cant just go saying that about them, they are dead now and there is no cure for what they are going through" Phill said with a slight raise in his voice. 'Wesker' pulled Phill around by his shoulder,

"The key word there, Phill, is dead" he added,

"There are people still alive"

"But what are the chances" Phill said turning around away from 'Wesker'

"You go and get out of here" 'Wesker' smirked, "I'll find the survivors, go find help' Phill walked out of the MIS office, his head was more confused than ever.

"You just be careful" Phill ran down the hall, when he was half way down the hall 'Wesker' shouted,

"Here take this" he slid the crow bar along the floor,

"Thanks" Phill shouted back. Phill walked down the hall and exited through the door at the far en., 'Wesker' look at him as he left and slyly smirked and said

"Good luck. Chris" His warped mind had made him believe that Phill was 'Weskers' most hated S.T.A.R.S member, Chris Redfield.

Phill walked down the narrow hall that leads to the P.E. block, Phill thought he could find a way out through here. He entered the gym, and ran to the fire doors with hope that they would open, to his horror Phill found that the doors wouldn't open, even more frightening was the fact the doors had been welded shut by somebody, somebody who didn't want any body to escape, Phill assumed. He walked back out of the gym knowing full well that he wouldn't ever get out of the college through that way. The hall leading out of the gym was empty there was no bodies, no rats no blood, just an empty corridor with two doors either side, one that lead to the changing rooms and the other that lead to the basement. He proceeded down the corridor without fear or paranoia, he felt no need to feel scared in such a corridor, but as he passed the changing room door one of those zombies burst out and attacked Phill it took him to the floor, Phills crow bar was flung across the corridor, now his only defence was his hands, he held the zombies ravenous mouth away from him with his hands. On the other side of the basement door Rob heard the commotion going on from out side, he ran up to the basement door and listened he could hear the struggle but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Get off me" Phill shouted, this was when Rob actually realised who it was, Rob ran back down the stairs almost slipping and ran into the dark room, he was trying to find some sort of tool that could prise the door open. All he found was photographs and liquid, he thought for a while and reached into his back pocket and brought out his bank swipe card, he wondered if he could use this to jimmy open the lock. Quickly he sprinted back to the door and he shoved the card between the door and the frame and moved it around a bit, he could still hear the struggle outside was under pressure to get this door open. Rob succeeded in opening the door, he saw Phill defending himself from the zombie he tried to pull it off him but the zombie effortlessly pushed him out of the way, Rob was flung across the hall and landed next to the crow bar, Rob quickly picked it up and ran to the zombie, he raised the crowbar into the air with the sharp bit pointing down and he forced it down with great power into the zombies scull and he pulled it backwards dragging the zombie off Phill. Phill lay down with a sigh of relief.

"I thought you could have been turned into one of those things like every one else" Phill said to Rob, he was surprised and glad to find him alive and well, maybe now he wont have to face this whole ordeal on his own and he can make it through with his best friend by his side.

"You mean there are no other survivors?" Rob exclaimed with a surprised and upset look on his face,

"Just one, he went to look for other survivors" Phill explained, Rob knew who he was talking about,

"It wasn't Mike was it?" Rob asked, Phill starred at him blankly

"I cant put a name to the face" he said

"Was he tall wearing all black and carrying a crow bar" Rob explained

"You mean that crow bar your holding?" Phill said, Rob let go of the crow bar and let it fall to the floor,

"Phill, he knocked me and John out along with his pal Ben and left us lying in the basement for dead" Rob explained. Phill was shocked, he couldn't believe it.

"He was so sincere and nice when he saved my life"

"He saved your life?" Rob asked with a hint of jealousy

"yea then he went to look for survivors" Phill explained

"he was lying, him and Ben are up to something we just need to find out"