Chapter2
Carlos woke up with pains coming from his broken ribs. He slowly sat up holding his side. Every move that he made felt like knives were stabbing him. "I must've been knocked out for a long time. Because I don't remember ever coming in here." Carlos said perplexed as he finally got out of bed.
He looked around the room and noticed that Jill wasn't anywhere in sight. "Jill…she must've been placed in another room." Carlos said as he walked out of the room hunched over in pain.
As he walked around Carlos noticed that the hallway was empty too. "I am in a hospital…am I?" Carlos started to wonder. Finally he spotted a doctor standing not so far in front of him. "Hey…hey you." Carlos said as he tried to pick up his pace. The doctor didn't move as he stood sluggishly with his back turned. "Great the only doctor and he is to Perezoso (lazy) to respond. Qué un idiota (What an idiot.)" Carlos said frustrated as he continued to make his way to the doctor.
When Carlos reached him he tapped his shoulder. "Hey you…idiota. I was calling you for the longest. Are you deaf? " Carlos said catching his breath. The doctor turned around as he made a recognizable moaning noise.
Carlos eyes widen in fear as he took a good look at the doctor. His face had rotten torn flesh just dangling. His eyes seem target on Carlos as he came falling on top of him to get a bite.
Swiftly Carlos pushed the zombie off of him as he ran passed him. "No way. I thought I destroyed them back at Raccoon City." Carlos thought terrified, as he desperately looked around for a safe place to hide.
The place was lonely and not many lights were on. While Carlos was running for his life he was hoping to bump into Jill. Finally he came across a janitor closet. He quickly ran inside and closed the door shut. Carlos can hear the zombie dragging its sluggish feet on the floor. It's moaning caused Carlos to quiver with profound fear. He prayed and only hoped that the zombie will just pass his door. The door had a veneer window that allowed Carlos to see outside.
The zombie stopped in front of the janitor closet. He sniffed the air for blood trying to detect where Carlos was. "He smells my blood. Ugh…if only I had my grenade launcher." Carlos thought as he tried to be as quiet as he could be. He could see the zombie finally walking away from the closet door.
Carlos took a deep breath for he finally felt relieve. But his moment of relief was disturb by a piercing gun shoot. Carlos was eager to found out who it was. He opened the door and peeked out to see who fired the gun.
A frighten security guard ran passed him. "Hey wait up." Carlos shouted as he held his side in pain while running after the security Guard. The guard was so frighten that he didn't bother to look back. "Please wait…please I won't hurt you." Carlos desperately shouted. The security Guard took one glance behind him but he was unable to tell if Carlos was a zombie or not. He slowed down as he finally came to a stop.
Carlos smiled with joy, as he was able to get the guard attention. "My name is car..lll…look out." Carlos yelled dreadfully as a zombie crept up behind the guard. "Wh…what?" The guard asked puzzled.
Before the guard could turn around he felt sharp teeth sinking into the back of his neck. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The guard yelled painfully. The guard tired reaching for his gun but the pain was so overwhelming that he fell to his knee. The zombie wouldn't let go as he fell down on top of him still eating away. Blood seem to have squirted everywhere as the zombie bit deeper and deeper.
The sight had Carlos sicken to his stomach. Surprisingly being that he saw so many victims in Raccoon City die the same way. He felt upset with himself because he was unable to do anything to safe the man. "I better go. I'm useless just standing here. I must find a weapon or something that I could defend myself with." Carlos thought as he ran off.
He slow down as he starting reading charts hoping one would read Jill Valentine. Shockingly he was able to find it within a short while. "Here it is. I hope I'm not too late." Carlos said as he walked in the room scare that he might find Jill torn to pieces. "Jill…Jill…she's obviously is not here." Carlos said disappointedly.
Suddenly Carlos felt a cold hand touch his shoulder. His heart started to race rapidly as he quickly turned around. Carlos face lit up as he saw Jill standing in front of him. "You're okay." Carlos said happily. He started to hug Jill but he backed away as he noticed Jill's perplex look on her face. "What's wrong?" Carlos asked. "Don't you feel a uncomfortable draft coming from behind you?" Jill asked as she tried to keep a straight face. "Huh? What are you talking about?" Carlos asked confused. "Whatever mister bare bottom." Jill said, as she was able to manage a giggle even though she was worn out.
Carlos peeked behind him as he finally realized the opening in the back of his gown. His face turned beet red. "Right…so you know about the zombies?" Carlos asked changing the subject. "Yeah…great time to run into them when we are weaponless." Jill said as she became serious again. "There was a security guard that I left back there. Who was being eaten alive by those…things. Perhaps the coast is clear and before he changes we could take his gun." Carlos suggested. "Well I can't think of anything better. While we are at it maybe you can borrow his pants too." Jill said with a smirk. Carlos rolled his eyes at Jill trying to deny how embarrass he was.
Even though Jill was happy to be beside Carlos she couldn't help but to feel worry too. "I'm finally with you but I still have to put everything on hold." Jill thought frustrated. She couldn't help but to stare at Carlos. His strong features were appealing to her.
Carlos noticed that Jill was staring at him and smiled at her. Jill became embarrassed as she realized that Carlos caught her staring at him. "I…um…so are you going to show me where this security guard is or are you going to stand here forever." Jill quickly said. "Right I'm sorry. What was I thinking?" Carlos said. He grabbed the back of his gown to covering his butt and led the way.