"Chris!" Jill yelled, praying to God they didn't get in. "Chris!" she called again. But there was no response. She quietly walked down the stairs, stopping every few steps to listen for any sign of life. She finally got to the bottom step and found Chris. He was sitting against the wall beside the door. His right arm had been wounded but other than that, he was okay.
"Oh my God Chris!" she yelled as she put down Monica and ran to his aid. "I killed the fuckers" Chris said quietly with a smile on his face. "I'll be right back! Monica, stay with Chris!" Jill commanded as she ran for the kitchen. "Chris? Are you okay? Asked Monica while tears ran down her face. "Just a little scratch." Replied Chris with a little laugh. Monica leaned over and gave Chris a big hug. Jill came around the corner holding a first aid kit. She leaned down to Chris and pulled out some peroxide, "This is going to hurt a bit." Said Jill as she poured it on the wound. Chris shuttered with pain as the peroxide bubbled. Jill than pressed a bandage against the wound and taped it around his arm. Seconds later the blood had soaked through the bandage. "We have to get you to a hospital." Said Jill. She helped Chris up and put his arm around her neck. "Monica, I need you to hold together for me alright sweety? Open the door for me." Said Jill as she walked Chris to the door. Monica opened the door and they went to the truck. They got in and Jill started it up. Jill looked to her left as they were exiting the driveway and saw that their area of town was in total chaos. Flaming cars littered the street, Bodies were flung across the roads and the streets were filled with the sounds of the dead and dying. Both Jill and Chris knew what was going on. Umbrella was at it again.