Raccoon City had actually reached midnight. This horrible nightmare would either spiral into oblivion, or it would be dealt with…
Any kind of restoration seemed impossible even at this early point, and Raccoon City slowly began to lose hope.
Rebecca was perplexed. What was it that kept her so drawn to this hotel? With this repetitive question in her head, she exited the kitchen and found herself in a commodious dining room. She scanned the room, trying to spot the exit. The rather dull floor was littered with tables of different sizes. The fancy white tablecloths and shining china made Rebecca assume the room had been allocated. Rebecca held a rancor with the room, simply because of the vibes she got from it. Taking the weight off of her stance, Rebecca began to walk towards the steel blue doors in the distance. There had not been any other obvious way out, and so she continued towards the doors in a brash manner. Rebecca was then caught completely off-guard.
The upper-class windows against the east wall completely shattered onto the ground. It couldn't have been done on its own, however. Something had come through. Rebecca jolted around towards the windows, seeing nothing particularly dangerous. Then she heard it.
She could hear the sound of hands and feet, pounding on the carpet and getting louder. Something was crawling towards Rebecca with extreme haste. Immediately, Rebecca recognized it. She recalled the creature from earlier, its hands and feet pounding against the wall as it scaled it. That noise seemed rather familiar. Then she saw it! The creature crawled from behind a table, looking up at the startled Rebecca and making that strange noise once more. Rebecca took another quick moment to terrify at its appearance. Now in complete fear, she jolted around and sprinted towards the door. She could hear the creature, getting closer and closer by the moment. "No!" Rebecca shouted when she thought she would get caught. With her hands extended, Rebecca burst through the swinging blue doors and found herself in a hallway. The hallway was one only found in people's worst nightmares.
Red, padded velvet lined the upper walls, meeting with the brown maple on the lower half. The floor matched with the upper walls, extending a great distance to a corner. Rebecca gasped as she found herself in this hallway, but immediately continued her terrified run. Her thighs ached as she continued for her life, her feet pounding loudly on the velvet covered floor. Completely oblivious to anything but the corner in the distance, Rebecca did not realize the creature was gone…
At the corner, she found a staircase and quickly descended. The bottom of the stairs brought a dagger of shock into Rebecca's heart. She was back in the main lobby! Her eyes scanned the room in a cursory manner, but locked onto the maple doors. She jogged towards the door, completely loathing the Hotel and its copious creatures. Her hands meeting with the doors and pushing them open was probably one of the best feelings yet. She was fr-
"Uhhhh," came the familiar call of the creature. The assiduous creature stood right before Rebecca, blocking her way out. Rebecca gasped at the sight of this female creature, then grasping the edges of the door.
"Leave me alone!" Rebecca shouted, slamming the doors shut and taking off down an unexplored hallway. Everything was so dark, so much that it all Rebecca could make out were outlines of doors, walls, and floors. At the end of this particular hallway was a small opening, leading into a sub-lobby. Not only was the lobby filled with bright lamps, it was also another way out! Her heart raced in glee as she entered this new room, turning to face the emergency exit. "The best time for this door to be open," Rebecca mentally joked, starting towards the door. Before she could even reach the overhang above the door, the vent on it burst open and Rebecca's persistent stalker hung down. The female creature was once again in her way, and it was Rebecca's time to face her fear. Drawing her handgun, she threw the creature an angry glare. "I told you to leave-me-alone," Rebecca murmured loudly enough. She pulled the trigger, quickly blinking as the bullet exploded out of her gun. Surprisingly enough, the bullet pierced the creature's cheek, creating a new hole. The creature dropped down, slowly opening its mouth. As if it had a life of its own, the tongue extended from this vast gaping hole and whipped the gun out of Rebecca's hand. Slowly, the creature began to approach, obviously extremely angry.
Rebecca backed away, virtually in synchronization with the creature. In a beat, the double-doors behind the creature burst open with a sidekick. An unfamiliar figure ran in, a double-barrel shotgun locked in his hands. Dirty blonde hair was cut stylishly, although rather mismatching with his black R.P.D uniform. "Move out of the way!" He shouted as he prepared to fire. The creature whipped around, just as Rebecca dived to the left. He pulled the trigger, the spreading bullets exploding from the barrel and swiftly twirling towards the creature. It cried out painfully, struck by nearly all of the bullets. It ran forward, almost in range to leap at the police officer. Rebecca watched as the man came awfully close to being attacked. If only she could reach her gun! Suddenly, another round exploded from the officer's gun. Perfect timing! The creature flew back onto the tile floor, twitching and shifting around frantically before allowing its life to slip away. Rebecca slowly picked herself up, hesitantly walking towards the creature's corpse.
"Is it-dead?" Rebecca tentatively asked.
"I guess so," the officer replied, approaching the corpse as well, "My name is Leon Kennedy."
Rebecca nodded to him warmly, almost doubting whether she should trust this figure or not. His kind features and heroic vibes, however, definitely inspired some trust in him. "I'm Rebecca, Rebecca Chambers," Rebecca introduced herself, following the simple traditions introduced to her so many years ago. It was uncanny how the traditions of people never left them, even in the face of danger.
"Look, we should probably get out of here, Rebecca," Leon suggested. Rebecca nodded in approval and the two quickly walked out of the hotel. Being back on the open road was almost relieving to Rebecca. The cool, deadly breeze flowed through her hair almost mockingly; as if it were sparing her life for only another moment. "I was on my way to the R.P.D, to meet another survivor. You should come along; I could really use your help," Leon invited her desperately. Strangely enough, Rebecca turned away his offer.
"I don't think I'm ready to go back to the police department yet," Rebecca answered; two things in her mind. If she went to the R.P.D, it was a possibility she would escape Raccoon City by the S.T.A.R.S helicopter. She was not ready to leave though. Rebecca told herself she would stay, and search for Billy. How horrible would it be if she left him in the city? With all of these things in mind, Rebecca was forced to turn away his offer. "But I will try and meet up with you again. Be careful, Leon," Rebecca then concluded, watching as he nodded and turned to run. She was almost regretful of not going with her co-worker, but she couldn't leave Billy. She wouldn't leave Billy. As Leon's figure disappeared around a corner, Rebecca sighed and continued on. Suddenly, another location sprung up in her mind. "I'll look for him in…the hospital. I could use the healing supplies, too," Rebecca assured herself, patting her empty first-aid pack.
Billy in her mind, Rebecca took off down a different road; one that would lead her to the Raccoon Hospital.