"What the hell happened?" Wesker demanded.
"We got attacked by one of those, THINGS!" Barry exclaimed. " It came out that door over there," he said pointing to the door to their right. " The damn thing lunged at my arm and Jill shot it in the head before it could do anything else!"
The Woman looked down at the thing that Jill killed. It was a man! A very old looking and decomposed looking man.
"That thing injured your arm?" the woman asked loudly.
"Yeah. Those bastards can bite," Barry chuckled.
"Bite?" the asked with serious curiousity.
"Yep. I guess we should tell you what's goin' on. Right Cap?" Barry asked Wesker.
" Yeah, we should tell you what happened," Wesker aggreed. "Chambers, go tend to Barry. Valentine, Redfield, guard the opening where that thing came from. Make sure no more of them come. And remember, aim for the head!"
As everyone went to do there tasks, the Captain offered a seat for the Woman to sit at near the big table. They were all in a dining room. It was very old-fashioned and medeval like. The red-dressed woman can smell what seemed to be spoiled food in the air. Wesker sat across from her and began to explain the hell that they were going through...
A.N: Thanks for reading! Please review!
