===Harvest Moon: Resident Evil===

Chapter Twenty Two: Escape? I think not...

A/N: WHOAMG! I'm updating! Would ya look at that? Hehehe. Sorry for the massive lack of updating this story, I seriously got some writer's block on this.

"Holy shit!!"

Danny fell backwards, releasing Patrick. He dropped upon the floor, right next to a body.

"Patrick! Got a gun?"

Patrick spied a revolver on the table next to him. He swiped it. "I do now!"

"Shoot it!"

Patrick turned around, pointing the revolver at the zombie's head.

"Say cheese, you bitch."

One gunshot later, the zombie's head blew to pieces. Patrick lowered the revolver.

"Well, that was easy..."

Danny saw the corpse lying beside him open it's eyes.

"Oh, fuck!" He jumped up, as did the zombie. "Look out! We've got more!"

Patrick turned around and fired the revolver. The zombie fell to the ground after three shots to the chest, moaning loudly and not being affected at all.

"Shoot it's head, damn it!" Danny shouted. "Blast the shit out of it!"

Patrick obliged, and the zombie soon lost it's very little senses. The room went quiet afterwards.

Danny looked around nervously. "Come on, let's get the crap out of here before more of 'em rise. Come on!"

They quickly ran across the room and through the door.

(((SFR)))

"Where are we now?"

"Damn, another hallway!"

"I don't think so... look!"

They ran up to a sign posted against the wall. It read as following:

Exit (For Emergencies only)

"I'm pretty sure this is an Emergency," Patrick said. Danny rolled his eyes.

"Now isn't the time for jokes. Let's go!"

They ran towards another door. Patrick turned the knob...

Nothing happened.

"Uh..."

"Try again," Danny instructed.

Patrick did. Nothing.

"Fuck..." he said. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!! This damn thing is locked!"

"What do you mean, locked?!" Danny shouted. "It's an Emergency Exit!"

"I don't know!" Patrick threw the revolver to the ground. "Fuck..."

Danny took a deep breath. "So how do we solve this?"

Patrick shook his head. "I don't know, I don't... I don't... wait..."

"What, are you on to something?"

"Yeah... if I recall correctly, there might be a key in the room we passed through."

"You mean the room with all the bodies?"

"Precisely..."

"Well, let's go get it!"

Patrick grabbed the revolver from the ground as they walked back to where the came from.

(((SFR)))

Carter walked through the long hallway, looking as puzzled as ever.

"What the hell is this? Did my miners make all this?"

As he reached the end of the hallway, he soon learned it was not intentional to arrive here. He arrived at the foot of a dead miner.

"Shit..." he said, observing his face. "Something tells me this guy was boned... hot damn..."

The eyes suddenly opened. The miner stood before him.

"Whoah!" he yelled out.

The zombie miner stared at Carter with dull eyes glazed over with death. He opened his mouth wide, and roared.

Carter gulped. "Oh, fuck..."