Resident Evil: The Time Before Chapter 11: Prelude memories consume, a resident evil fanfic

Jake turns on his radio and lies down on his bed. The rumors of the mansion incident consume him.

Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again

As he lay there, he considers the rumors, rumors –laughs- of zombies that are not dead that kill, of hunters that hunt, of giant snakes, of ill-tempered sharks. –Laughs-

I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused

Jake considers for a moment if these stories were true, and if they were what it could spell for Raccoon City.

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight

If it was true that these monsters, which his parents had said that could not exist, were indeed true. Everything the world knew could change at the toss of a coin.
If Umbrella is indeed also true then why would they create such monstrosities? If they had the technology to create men into zombies, then they had the manpower to tap into the brain, and create a virus that has the power of mind control.

Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again

Why would Umbrella invest in something that could eventually destroy them? If say Tokyo was bombed with the T-virus, then some of the mutants could find a way to the United States or whomever Umbrella was allied with, And that country would see to it that Umbrella be destroyed.

I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused

As Murphy once said, "Anything that can go wrong will go wrong." The captives will turn on the creators.

As Jake contemplates these things, he falls into a deep sleep.

I'll paint it on the walls
'Cause I'm the one at fault
I'll never fight again
And this is how it ends

In the hall ways of hell people scamper in fear and anger as they breathe there last breath. The creations destroy the creators.

As Jake fell into his deep sleep the sound of glass shattering reverberated through the house. Jake runs through the house, as he runs to the living room he hears a sound that makes his blood run cold. He heard the crunching of bones. Upon entering the room, he sees a creature that defies god's creation. This creature is hanging from the ceiling on all fours and is killing his mother and father with what looks like a six-foot tongue through Jake's heart. With his dying breath, he remembers what Jill told him. "They are coming, and they will not stop until we are all dead."