Blade Wesker: Sorry it took so long for this one…

rain1657: Thanks. And You'll just have to read and find out.

Jesse Burnside: I wouldn't exactly call it soon…

Chapter 6: City of Nightmares

Danielle slammed the door shut behind her, latching it closed before the zombies could get in after her. She stepped back, listening to the pounding and the moans from the other side. Those things had ambushed her a few blocks from the police station, forcing her to flee into the nearest building, which happened to be an old warehouse.

She took a second to catch her breath, wiping a trickle of sweat from her forehead. They hadn't managed to get her while she was running, which she was grateful for. If they had, she would be in some big trouble right now.

Danielle went to turn around to examine the room, when she found that her shoe was hard to pull up. Eyes widening in confusion, she glanced down to see that white webbing was sticking to the bottom of her shoe. "What the heck… Webs…?" She shuddered, wondering what could have made this much web.

There was a strange hiss from nearby. She immediately brought up the pistol, aiming towards the source of the noise. Another hiss came from behind her, then all around. "Oh no, oh no, oh no…" She quickly spun around as she heard a thumping noise, and felt her blood run cold by what she saw. A massive spider, the size of a large dog, crawled down from the wall. About two more came out on either side of her, hissing.

"This is not my lucky day," she muttered as she fired at the first one. The round hit it on its body, but barely did any damage. It merely leaped forward, knocking her to the ground. She used both of her hands to keep its drooling fangs away from her neck. Hand shaking, she aimed her pistol directly at the ugly thing's face, closed her eyes, and pulled the trigger. Droplets of a warm liquid splashed onto her face, and she had to kick the monstrous corpse off of her.

As she turned over and prepared to get to her feet, legs wrapped tightly around her chest, and something heavy landed on her back. There was a stabbing pain in both the back of her neck and her lower back near her spine. She struggled to get free, but the legs held on tight. The other mutated spiders watched her, as if waiting for her to do something…

She felt something strange in the back of her neck and in her lower back. The areas became numb, and she couldn't move or feel them at all. Soon, the same thing happened to her arms and legs. She was completely paralyzed. Perhaps feeling that she was struggling no more, the spider on her back slowly released her. Danielle couldn't feel anything, not even the floor or the fangs that bit into her shoulders. All she could do was see and hear what was happening around her.

She didn't know how long she was being dragged by the spiders, but she knew she was much deeper in the building than before. Then she found herself staring up into the face of a massive spider. She closed her eyes, not wanting to look at the monster, or see what it was doing to her. After a while, she discovered she was having trouble breathing. Danielle opened her eyes, and saw nothing but white in her vision.

What the heck… Why can't I breathe…?

There was a sharp pain in her chest every time she took a breath, and she realized with dread that she was going to suffocate. The spider had wrapped her up in a web or something. She felt herself get light-headed and dizzy, and she winced with every breath she took. She heard mixed sounds, but she was so out of it she couldn't even tell what they were or where they came from.

She felt something weird. She couldn't really describe it, though… Her vision slowly began to clear, and she could barely make out the figure of someone kneeling over her. Voices, heavy with worry and anxiousness, shouted back and forth.

"Barry, I'm losing her!!"

"Keep trying!"

The person over her began to push down hard on her chest, administering CPR. But Danielle couldn't feel it. She couldn't feel anything at all. Suddenly, she coughed viciously, and she could breathe again. The person helped her sit up, talking quickly. "Easy… Just take deep, slow breaths… Everything's okay…" Danielle inhaled convulsively, finally able to breathe after who knows how long.

"We thought you were dead for a second there, kid," a gruff and familiar voice said. She blinked a few times as Barry Burton crouched down by her, grinning. "Rebecca here almost had a heart attack when she saw how bad you were." His smile fell away as he saw the serious look on the medic's face. "Right. I'll shut up now."

Rebecca looked back at Danielle, an apologetic expression on her face. "I'm sorry we left you back there… That thing didn't give us the chance to go get you. And if you want to know the truth… I thought you were dead."

"Well, if it weren't for you guys, I would be dead. This is another time you've saved my life…"

The look on Rebecca's face changed to one of worry. "You're not out of the woods yet, hate to tell you. Those spiders got you pretty bad. I'm surprised you're even alive." She dug through her first aid kit, taking out some supplies. She quickly went to work, cleaning wounds that Danielle couldn't see or feel.

"How did you guys find me?" she asked, a bit confused. She hadn't seen anyone follow her when she came in, other than those zombies.

Rebecca forced a small smile. "Well, that's a bit of a long story, but we were led here by someone. She said that she had seen you running into this building, and heard gunshots soon afterwards. She had seen us earlier, so she ran to us and told us the story. We just didn't think it was you…"

"I see… Who was it that told you about me?" Rebecca glanced to her left, nodding.

A woman walked up, a neutral expression on her face. She had almost shoulder length blonde hair, and held a shotgun in her hands. "So, this is that girl whose parents were with Umbrella, huh?"

Rebecca nodded, a bit surprised. "Yeah, but how did you know?"

"I knew them. I even knew her grandfather. And there's something about her that I think she should know. Something she's not even aware of."

Danielle felt a bit nervous. What was she talking about? Rebecca continued to bandage up her injuries, a confused look on her own face. "What are you talking about, Alice?"

The woman, Alice, gave Danielle a cold stare. "She's been infected with the T-Virus. We can't let her live."