Chapter 5: The First Encounter
Zane walked through the front door, and out of the cold, closing the door behind him. He was instantly met with a rush of hot air. His face stung with the extreme change in temperature.
He gawked at the room. There was a Persian rug a mere foot in front of him. A diamond chandelier hung from the ceiling, and there was a staircase that formed a crescent moon.
Zane saw four doors. Two doors were in front of him, on the first and second floor. The other two doors were located to his immediate left and right.
Zane decided the best way to go was forward, and entered the first story door that was in front of him. He reached for the door knob, the heat from the knob warmed his half frozen hand, and he held it there for a moment before opening the door.
Zane, when he entered, noticed rows of computers that displayed graphs and other data. The chairs were overturned, and some broken. Zane flicked the light switch, hoping that he would have more light, but as luck would have it no light came on.
A long groan came from the far back right computer. Zane walked over, hoping to get information on where Redfield was. "My name is num…my name is Zane. Are you okay?" Another gurgling noise came from the corner.
Zane began to stealthy walk towards the noise. As he neared a human lying on its stomach came into view.
Zane still advancing asked, "Are you injured?"
When the lying person heard this, it snapped its head into the air and turned to see Mr. Grish looming over him.
"The people at the gates said that everyone in here had died. I guess they were-" As Mr. Grish said his last sentence he realized in the light of the screen that this man had blood smeared across his chin.
Zane saw the thing's face. Partially decomposed hanging flesh still attached to its face. Mr. Grish tried to pull out his pistol, but the accursed beast lunged for Zane's throat, missing by mere inches.
Zane stood up, the man's jaw snapping at his heels. Mr. Grish backed away, trying to get away from the cannibalistic beast. It raised its body up, and loomed towards Zane. Zane felt like a rat in a snake's vice grip. Zane had dropped his gun in the fray and was now unarmed.
It neared Zane, arms outstretched, need fully wanting to sink its teeth into its pray. Mr. Grish went into a fighting stance, waiting for it to come close enough. Three meters…two meters, it loomed nearer, giving off a death rattle. Zane crouched down, increasing the tension in his muscles. The thing was less than a meter away, Zane had hesitated long enough. He unleashed a fearsome sidewinder kick directly at the things neck, breaking bone, cartilage, and also spilling blood on the floor. The body went soaring through the air; the head crashing into the monitor of one of the computers sending sparks into the air.
Zane examined the corpse. "Wha-What the hell, was he…it…" He never finished his sentence looking towards the door, from which screams and yells were coming.