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===Harvest Moon: Resident Evil===
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Chapter Eight: Crimson Heads
It was Tim.
"Tim!" Danny shouted. "You're alive?"
Tim turned. "Yes, I am," he said sadly. "But, Ruby, and Rock..." he trailed off.
Celia and Gustafa walked out of the kitchen cautiously. "Who- Tim!" Celia said.
"Where's Sebastian?" Gustafa asked.
"He's dead," Danny said. "Van upstairs killed him. He never saw it coming..."
"Poor guy..." Gustafa said.
"Well, what now?" Tim questioned.
"Where do we go next?" Celia asked.
"I have an idea... down to Patrick and Kassey's place."
"The Pyrotechnitions?" Tim asked. "And Cody?"
"Hoping he's still alive as well..." Danny muttered. "Let's go."
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They quietly exited the Inn one at a time, looking around. Once they were all out, they made way, until Danny stopped at the Blue Bar and looked at Griffin and Marlin's rotting corpses, and remembered their incident the last time he and Celia were there.
"Griffin and Marlin..." Celia said quietly. "God rest their souls."
Tim looked around. "Something's not right..."
As Celia looked at Marlin's corpse, an eye opened and looked at her.
Celia stepped back. "What the-?!"
She stared in terror as Griffin and Marlin stood up, but something was happening to them. Their skin was mutating to a darkish red color, and their fingers were turing into sharp claws.
Danny turned. "Holy shit! The headshots did nothing?!"
He blasted Marlin, and he fell back down. But Griffin was still up. Even though Griffin was headless, he charged at Danny, but a shot took him to the ground as well.
Gustafa pointed towards the stone path that went to Romana's Villa. "Look!"
It was Lumina. She was running towards them. As she got closer, Daryl, in zombie form, ran up to the path and joined her.
"Oh, shit," Tim said, begining to panic.
"Tim, take the shotgun!" Danny threw the double barrelled shotgun at Tim. He caught it. "Take these guys down!"
Marlin was the first to jump to his feet. He ran for Celia, but a shotgun blast knocked him to the ground. Griffin was up. He charged at Danny, but Danny knew better.
"I took you down once before, you son of a bitch!"
Danny raised his shotgun, and blasted Griffin down.
Tim, meanwhile, saw Lumina coming fast. He raised the shotgun, and shot Lumina's head. The girl fell lifeless. Daryl saw her fall, snarled, and jumped at Gustafa. The poet jumped out of the way, and Daryl rammed into a pole holding up the Inner Inn's balconys. The pole cracked, and the balconys began to colapse.
Gustafa, unaware of the balconys, sighed of relief. Celia turned to see them colapsing.
"Gustafa! Look out!"
Gustafa looked up to see the balcony roof falling right at him.
"Oh."
There was a loud crash, as Gustafa and Daryl were both crushed by the balconys. They smashed to the ground, tearing large cracks in some parts. Tim turned to see what used to be his hotel in ruins. Tears formed in his eyes.
Danny was shooting Griffin's body, making sure that it was dead. The strange, mutated zombie went limp. Marlin, however, was not going to give up and die that easily. He stood... charged at Danny...
...and earned another hole in his head.
"We have to burn these bodies," Danny said. "We don't want more of these... these... these mutants!"
He turned to see the crates and barrels still burning. "Throw the bodies onto those crates! Hurry!"
Soon, all of the zombie bodies were on fire, being incinerated.
"What the hell were those things?" Tim asked silently, watching the fire.
Celia looked away. "I don't know."
Danny turned away from the fire as well. "We have to get moving," he said after a while. "Lives are at stake."
They walked towards the Pyrotechnitian's house. When they got to the tower, they saw the rope was not there.
"They must have taken it up," Danny muttered. "Hey! Patrick! Kassey! You guys up there?"
Silence. Then, the rope fell through the hole, making a signal for them to climb up.
"Alright. Come on, everybody."
He took the rope, and began to climb.
===Harvest Moon: Resident Evil===
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Chapter Eight: Crimson Heads
It was Tim.
"Tim!" Danny shouted. "You're alive?"
Tim turned. "Yes, I am," he said sadly. "But, Ruby, and Rock..." he trailed off.
Celia and Gustafa walked out of the kitchen cautiously. "Who- Tim!" Celia said.
"Where's Sebastian?" Gustafa asked.
"He's dead," Danny said. "Van upstairs killed him. He never saw it coming..."
"Poor guy..." Gustafa said.
"Well, what now?" Tim questioned.
"Where do we go next?" Celia asked.
"I have an idea... down to Patrick and Kassey's place."
"The Pyrotechnitions?" Tim asked. "And Cody?"
"Hoping he's still alive as well..." Danny muttered. "Let's go."
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They quietly exited the Inn one at a time, looking around. Once they were all out, they made way, until Danny stopped at the Blue Bar and looked at Griffin and Marlin's rotting corpses, and remembered their incident the last time he and Celia were there.
"Griffin and Marlin..." Celia said quietly. "God rest their souls."
Tim looked around. "Something's not right..."
As Celia looked at Marlin's corpse, an eye opened and looked at her.
Celia stepped back. "What the-?!"
She stared in terror as Griffin and Marlin stood up, but something was happening to them. Their skin was mutating to a darkish red color, and their fingers were turing into sharp claws.
Danny turned. "Holy shit! The headshots did nothing?!"
He blasted Marlin, and he fell back down. But Griffin was still up. Even though Griffin was headless, he charged at Danny, but a shot took him to the ground as well.
Gustafa pointed towards the stone path that went to Romana's Villa. "Look!"
It was Lumina. She was running towards them. As she got closer, Daryl, in zombie form, ran up to the path and joined her.
"Oh, shit," Tim said, begining to panic.
"Tim, take the shotgun!" Danny threw the double barrelled shotgun at Tim. He caught it. "Take these guys down!"
Marlin was the first to jump to his feet. He ran for Celia, but a shotgun blast knocked him to the ground. Griffin was up. He charged at Danny, but Danny knew better.
"I took you down once before, you son of a bitch!"
Danny raised his shotgun, and blasted Griffin down.
Tim, meanwhile, saw Lumina coming fast. He raised the shotgun, and shot Lumina's head. The girl fell lifeless. Daryl saw her fall, snarled, and jumped at Gustafa. The poet jumped out of the way, and Daryl rammed into a pole holding up the Inner Inn's balconys. The pole cracked, and the balconys began to colapse.
Gustafa, unaware of the balconys, sighed of relief. Celia turned to see them colapsing.
"Gustafa! Look out!"
Gustafa looked up to see the balcony roof falling right at him.
"Oh."
There was a loud crash, as Gustafa and Daryl were both crushed by the balconys. They smashed to the ground, tearing large cracks in some parts. Tim turned to see what used to be his hotel in ruins. Tears formed in his eyes.
Danny was shooting Griffin's body, making sure that it was dead. The strange, mutated zombie went limp. Marlin, however, was not going to give up and die that easily. He stood... charged at Danny...
...and earned another hole in his head.
"We have to burn these bodies," Danny said. "We don't want more of these... these... these mutants!"
He turned to see the crates and barrels still burning. "Throw the bodies onto those crates! Hurry!"
Soon, all of the zombie bodies were on fire, being incinerated.
"What the hell were those things?" Tim asked silently, watching the fire.
Celia looked away. "I don't know."
Danny turned away from the fire as well. "We have to get moving," he said after a while. "Lives are at stake."
They walked towards the Pyrotechnitian's house. When they got to the tower, they saw the rope was not there.
"They must have taken it up," Danny muttered. "Hey! Patrick! Kassey! You guys up there?"
Silence. Then, the rope fell through the hole, making a signal for them to climb up.
"Alright. Come on, everybody."
He took the rope, and began to climb.