Lost and forgotten
A/N:Yep this is my first Resident Evil fic. No flames....that's my job...any flames to this will be lit me. Thanks for paying attention.
BTW: This is sorta like a mental diary type thing of a 13 year old girl that .....Oh I shouldn't
Chapter 1
Train Ride To Hell
(10:30 A.M.)
(Passenger Car)
Staring out the window...The rain pouring down... 'Is it following us?'my childish part of my mind asked my more mature side. Yep I've been on this freaky train for EVER! I've had this feeling deep inside that something horrible will happen sometime soon. I told mom I didn't want to ride the train to dad's house, but she never listens to me anyway. I mean who would trust a bitchy 13 year-old? God I hate this....it's been raining since I left the station. Even all the workers seem almost paranoid. Though no one else seems to notice, then again they're not here alone and going to visit their father in some distant town that I really didn't pay any attention to the name... Oh well.
(4:00pm)
(Passenger Car)
I looked back outside just as we pasted a sign saying 'Raccoon Forest', and sitting on the sign was what looked like a buzzard from a Stephen King novel. A huge lightning bolt flashed across the sky lighting it up, just as we entered the dark, gloomy forest. Like some omonous sign, only proving to well that maybe my feelings could stand for something. Some people had screamed slightly, others gave an awkward glance outside and went on with what ever it was that they were doing. Ignorance (I believe) was what reallly killed the cat.
(6:00pm)
(Diner)
"Dinner shall be a 7 course meal. The appetizer tonight is escargot. The soup dish is broccoli soup. The cheeses are bleu, gentle cheddar and brae. The main course is pasta in a wine based sauce. The wine available is a peach wine. The second dish of cheeses Swiss, brae. And finally the dessert is chocolate moose cheese cake." The waitress came over to my table in the corner carrying what looked like a plate on a platform with little cups built in. And what looked like a piece of brown pre-chewed gum in side.
"Um...I can't eat this....I, uh... I'm alergic." I lied.
"OH! I'm so sorry miss... you won't mind if you skip it then?"
"I won't mind. It's okay."
She took it away.
Wonder what mom would have said "Lola Jean Kenneth!" I bet something like that. Oh well, she would never be able to know... She's thousands of miles away... and on a completely different island. So who cares if I lie to the waitress?
(In the middle of the main course)
I got up and headed for the restroom...It was on my way through the hallway I heard blood churning screams and breaking class. Then gross little things started flying at me through the windows! I ran back to the diner. It was on fire! And the little bug things were swarming all over every one! Half of them were sprawled out on the floor dead! Sucked dry of blood! Now I seemed to stand in the middle of a circle of blood, dead bodies and t hese things! I looked around looking for something... anything...Then I saw it, a gun and bullets near the window. That seemed my only escape from what ever was going on here. I sprinted over, grabbed the gun and bullets just as everything seemed to leap after me.
I kept running despite the great pain in my ankles and arms...nothing had gotten me, not yet. Finally I stopped in a clearing. Out of breath and cramped up for running so fast and so long.
Now the only things I have are a handgun, bullets and my pocket knife that includes a lighter, cork screw, a semi-sharp blade and two things that look like really sharp pumpkin carving knives....that's all...no food...no clean water...no dry clothes....I didn't need mind powers to tell that my life had been suddenly rendered short.
A/N:Hope you liked it. Please review!