bResident Evil: Project Damien

Chapter 3: The Restaurant

Dr Lindermann walked purposefully down the gleaming ward mingling in-between the other disgruntled Doctors and Nurses. A cup, dropped by a fellow employee, rolled across the floor straight into Dr. Lindermann's anxious footsteps as Nurse Gladice strode across the gleaming corridor. The cup entangled with Dr. Lindermann's footsteps and her tray of 'Doctored' Pills smashed into nurse Gladice's 'Undoctered' Pills they sprayed across the room.

Hurriedly, Nurse Gladice stooped down to pick up the pills and put them into their correct pots except for one green pill which she dropped into the sterile cup of KT Ward 9 (Karl Taylor). Dr Lindermann, sweating profusely.

Terri hadn't realised she fell back to sleep and she woke with a sound of footsteps. The shoes of a woman, she could tell, as she listened to the noise of heels going tap, tap, tap.

Dr Linderman walked in briskly holding a plastic pot and a glass of cold fresh water in the other. She passed the glass to Terri.

"I don't need any pills, I feel much bet…."

The shaking doctor almost shoved the small pills down Terri's throat, forcing Terri to swallow them before she choked.

In a hurry Dr Linderman rushed out of the ward leaving a slight draft as she whisked past, the flash of white coming from her long doctors coat.

Terri blinked. She couldn't make out if the troubled doctor was actually there, whether it was her eyes playing up on her because she only just awoke. That doctor came in and out so quickly Terri had to really think.

And if she was there, what were those pills for?

Terri stared around the room for a few seconds just thinking about, well everything.

She thought about her mum. She remembered the argument they had. Was that yesterday?
She couldn't remember, but that could be the reason she hadn't come to visit her. She missed her mum's sweet face.

Terri's eyes began to fill up and silvery trickles of tears rolled down her sore face.

Arnold, Ned, Mercedes. Why hadn't they visited her? Knowing them well, she knew they would have. So why hadn't they?

She thought of James, his thin brown hair framing his soft face. His bright blue eyes were like being lost at sea when she stared into them, which felt like a whole year ago she had done that and probably was. He didn't seem to feel the same way as she did and so never stared at Terri in a romantic way. All the signs of James looking at her was a quick glance and then he hurried off to skate on his warn out skate board.

She missed him so much.

Struggling to see in front of her now, she whispered to herself:

I have to get out of here. I have to get free.

She didn't really notice she had mentioned the last sentence. Why did she say the word 'free'?
She was already free enough. She could do anything she wanted most of the time. Her mum let her stay up late, as long as she woke up early in the morning ready for school, and she did.

The end of the hospital bed had become blurry. Next there was two ends of the hospital bed, two mini tables beside her. There were double lights above her. Everything in the room had seemed to form a clone.

The next minute she felt dizzy and tired all over again and found her head resting against the cheap smelling pillow once again.

Nurse Gladice walked in to Karl's room with a cheerful face. The young boy had a small smile but still couldn't help himself from crying, he didn't like this place. His mummy wasn't there to comfort him and he didn't have his stuffed leopard so he hadn't got to close his sleepy eyes in days.

The poor boy screamed in pain as his small wrist was broken and the sling he was wearing was rubbing against the back of his neck.

As he rubbed his eyes with his only free hand, Nurse Gladice picked up one of the tablets and placed it into a child's plastic cup half full of orange squash.

"There, there Karl. No need to cry. I have your favourite drink here. Are you thirsty?"

Karl wept and nodded his head.

The kind nurse passed him the cup carefully and he accepted it. He sipped his orange squash and small marks of the drink formed around his mouth, the nurse could tell he was enjoying it.

The nurse hadn't realised the pill she placed in his drink was the green one from Dr. Linderman's pot, that she hadn't noticed before that she picked up.

She let Karl rest his head on her lap and he fell soundly to sleep, she spread a little smile because she noticed some how she had comforted the little boy to make him go to sleep. She remembered how hard it was to do this.

The nurse rubbed his forehead and just watched him breath steadily.

She took a quick glance at the clock and concentrated on Karl once again. She felt his head, he was burning up. She moved her head to the side and she embossed a confused look on her face. He started to sweat and shake great amounts, the nurse looked worried. What could she have done wrong?

He wasn't waking up, usually when something goes wrong with a person they wake up and realise it. There is something seriously wrong. She placed his sweet head on the pillow and rushed for help.

Oh my god, oh my god. Please, please, please God don't let him die. He's so young. So young!

The first person to see the terrified nurse was Doctor Lindermann.

She put her cup of coffee down on the desk in one of the staff rooms and ran out to see what was wrong.

She stopped the crying nurse and asked her what the matter was.

"Karl! The poor boy! He's…he's going to die if we don't do anything! What can we do? This is not normal! Help him, I can't help him!"

"Nurse Gladice!" Doctor Lindermann caught hold of the nurse to prevent her from running off somewhere. "You can't do anything if you are panicking like this. Calm down, just breathe for a second."

The worried nurse took a deep breath and stared at her tear dropping to the shiny floor.

"Now where is he?" asked Doctor Lindermann.

Nurse Gladice stretched out her trembling finger pointing back where she came from and walked speedily towards his door.

They both pushed open the door and it swung closed behind them. Nurse Gladice's face
didn't get any happier. She looked at the poor boy on the bed, he was wriggling more vibrantly.

Doctor Lindermann walked towards him in shock.

This was not supposed to happen! Silly women! She must have picked up one of Terri's pills…he is going to pass out in 5, 4, 3, 2…

"Oh my god! Is he dead?" screamed out Nurse Gladice.

"No, no. I think he has just fainted. Don't worry Gladice, he'll be fine." Doctor Lindermann gulped. She hoped he would be, it wasn't a pill for small children, and it could be way too strong for him. Poor Karl Taylor could never wake up again.

"How do you think Terri is now?" Ned asked while putting his foot on the ground for a push on his skateboard.

"Well if she wakes up not knowing who we are again, I don't think she is quite alright." Mercedes answered with a smart remark.

"Shut up. This is serious." Arnold said sternly.

"Do you think we should we call for James?" Ned asked the crew. "He didn't come with us last time."

"We might as well, since we're like on his road." Mercedes shrugged and picked up her skateboard, pink with mini skulls on the underside.

Moving towards James' huge house, skating on the road, they saw a tall figure up ahead.
They all realised at once that it was James in his torn and worn baggy trousers.

"Hey, Jimmy!" Arnold called out.

Once James was with the rest of the crew, they skated on ahead.

I wonder how Tez is…

All of the crew worried about their friend. Even James, even though he hadn't seen her last time, it was just strange being in The Highlanders without her.

When they finally got to the hospital, all tired and desperate to sit down, they casually strolled in through the entrance.

The security guards and the other people they had to convince to let them past last time they were there remembered them and kindly let each of them past.

However, they did not recognise James.

Mercedes noticed the women looking confused glancing at him and, before she could say a word, Mercedes said:

"My brother had a test to revise for last time, he's curious to see how Terri is."

The women nodded her head, her golden hair nodding with it.

Every one of them carried their skateboards for just a little respect for the umbrella floor and Arnold, Ned and Mercedes searched for the familiar room as James just followed.

"Ah, ha" Ned mentioned. "There it is."

They trudged into Terri's ward, quietly just in case she was still asleep.

She was however, not. She was sat up straight in the bed staring into space.

At the sound of people walking in she turned her head to see who it was. In a flash she had got out of her bed and rushed over to give all of her friends a great big hug. She had really missed them.

In the moment of happiness, everything seemed perfect. All the five friends were back together at last, grinning faces spread widely for a few seconds.

The moment had been broken when a doctor had walked in saying:

"Hey, Terri, you are free to go."

Rushing to get her shoes on, Terri walked around her bed.

Even though it seemed perfect, and it maybe had been but their lives won't be for much longer. Well, no ones lives are perfect so they won't have to feel that bad, you would think.

The Highlanders had decided to go to the restaurant down town. They hadn't visited for a while so most of them had forgotten what it was called, even though they couldn't pronounce it properly before because it was in Spanish, bar Mercedes.

They found a table for five in the Si Caompond, which was kind of lucky as today the restaurant was very busy.

They ordered themselves a freezing drink; it was so warm the sun was sweating.

James was starting to regret wearing his baggy trousers. His legs felt like they were put in an oven to roast. But still, he was happy to be where he was, with his mates.

As Terri slurped on her refreshing drink, she couldn't help herself thinking about James.

God he's so good looking. I just wish he would feel the same way…just this wish I want to come true. I long for it so much.


Her face grew a sad look and she knew it would never come true. She wanted to cry into a pillow to get her anger and sadness out but it wouldn't really help if she did.

Nothing could make her feelings seep out of her.

They stared at the television on the wall as it mentioned there was a quick news flash.

Good after noon this is reporter Claire Thomas here with the latest news. First is the question: is there something unusual going on in Oaktown? Well according to a young survivor of an attack apparently by a 'bee', there defiantly is. Late yesterday evening after going out to the car park for the place she works, Ashley Cray of 24 years old had seen a bee fly above her. Luckily she is okay and here is Ashley now to tell the whole story.

Thank you. Well as you said it was yesterday evening, around 7:00, I had worked late that day. I was walking towards my car and it seemed like a swarm of bees came out of no where!
I tried to get to my car before any thing could happen but I didn't make it in time. I had got attacked for maybe thirty seconds and they still managed to leave a mark behind, imprinted on my arm.

Ashley pointed to her arm which attracted everyone's attention. On the underside of her arm was a huge deep cut but it didn't look like a usual scar type of cut. It looked as if someone had gone up to her and cut out a slit with a sharp knife. There were small lumps of puss like liquid oozing out of it and it was completely covered with dry harsh blood.

The force of the bees was amazing. They were no ordinary bee that's for sure! They knocked me to the wet ground and I was left there for, about and hour, I think. I have a small graze on the back of my head where I scraped my head against the floor, I was pretty lucky; it's a very near death experience! I suffer from small headaches now, if I could have, I would have ran...I suppose its better me than anyone else, right?

Thank you for coming in to tell us that story Ashley and I hope you get better soon.

Right, next on Today's News is the story of Tom Taylor when he…

The crew stopped listening to the television and stared at each other in shock.

"What was tha' about?" Ned asked in total confusion.

Terri thought back to the other day, she was sure she had known something about "Mutant Bees". Was it a note, maybe a letter?

She shook her head as if to try to forget what she was thinking about and blurted out:

"So, um, James…how are you?"

Looking a little puzzled why she asked since she was the one who just got out from hospital, he answered her with a simple: "Uh I'm fine, you?"

"I'm ok I guess, thanks."

Think of something Terri, say something interesting to James. Asking how he is, that's pathetic.

Going red now, she thought of something very interesting to tell him. She was thinking of telling him how she felt about James, the beautiful eyed, kind and just completely nice all over boy, sitting almost on her.

James, I need to tell you something. Oh actually, I can't do it with everybody listening. Um, I'll whisper it into his ear. I love you, I love you, l love you!

Terri's face felt like all the colour had just been flushed away.

"James, can I tell you something?" Terri said to him, immediately shaking all over mentioning his name.

"Yeh, sure, what is it Tez?" James asked casually.

Terri leaned closer to him, getting ready to let out her secret, ready to pass him her heart, hoping that he wouldn't give it back broken.

The warm blood from her heart rushed to her head quickly, creating a major headache.

Her eyes drooped and the whole restaurant was spinning, spinning so fast Terri couldn't tell where she was anymore.

Her body collapsed onto James. If she was awake enough to realise she surely would have been embarrassed.

James didn't understand what was going on. "Get off me Tez."

The rest of The Highlanders glanced at Terri to see what made James speak.

"Tez?"

"Oh no" Arnold said shaking his head slowly. "Not again."

Terri couldn't hear or see anything anymore. The only sense she had at the moment was to be able to feel things. She couldn't feel the warmth, but she certainly could feel danger.