The First Public Accident

Raccoon City, Raccoon Public Transport maintence Station

Carl Manson felt like shit; he had been sick for the past 3 days. He was even feeling more like shit right now; but yet he stil decided to go to work. He worked at Raccoon City Public Transport as the driver of bus 12. He still thought about his skin peeling off last night as he drove his old 1970' Mustang. It was real sick, he started to have a real bad itch on his back, and scratched and scratched, but the skin came right off. Now he was having a bad fever.

Forget about that.

He did so as he drove in the maintence garage.

"Hey Carl! YO CARL!"

Damn

It was his boss, Mr. Lewinsky, Lewinsky was a large 42 year old black man, who resided from southern Bronx, or the "hood" as he called it.

"Hey man, why you so late today?"

"Sorry boss, came up with the fever"

"Well ok then, better haul ass with it, brother. You're 5 minutes late"

Minutes later..

Raccoon City, Warren Lane

Carl managed to make it to his first stop without any trouble, but still there was a bunch of people complaining about his late arrival. The most annoying one was some lady with her kid, who just wouldn't stop crying.

"She wouldn't be crying if you came any earlier!" She yelled

"I'm really sorry." He muttered back.

Another man came on, but there was something wierd with this man, he was sweating like crazy, and smelled like shit. The guy sat next to the lady with her kid.

Carl closed the door shut and continued on driving. Everything was fine until someone screamed, it was the lady, and the once- sick guy now was on top of her, moaning, and her kid was screaming. The guy started to sink his teeth into lady's torso, and didn't stop. Carl was beginning to feel sleepy, he was so busy looking back that he didn't see the intersection, and that it was a red light.

The bus crashed into a Ford station wagon with a family inside it. The station wagon was completly smashed and the bus was now, a piece of bent up and useless metal, everyone in both vehicles were killed, there was no more sounds of a baby crying, cellphones ringing. A moment later, a tanker with a full load of gasoline was trying to screech to a stop but it was too late, it crashed into the smashed bus, and the tank was leaking, the driver jumped out of the cab and ran for his life. Several other cars stopped, and the drivers jumped out abandoning them. Seconds later, the tanker exploded , causing a huge explosion, swallowing the bus, and the station wagon, and sending other cars a couple of feet away flying into nearby buildings. The Street was in gridlock and was in total chaos.

This was just the beginning..