Epilogue
"First and final case log, Lindsay Donner reporting: We were sent to Raccoon City to investigate the phenomenon of the walking dead; zombies. Only that we didn't know that we were actually there to find and kill every zombie in the city and prevent them from infecting the living population with the deadly virus they carried. The city was destroyed completely. There is no house that survived the US army's bombings and no survivors either. Some of our team members didn't make it either. We have lost our dear Matt Praeger to the bites of the zombies and Dr. Clair Davison in an act of bravery that was meant to save Peter and me. We will remember them forever. Donner, out."
I put down the little recorder that was in my hand and concluded my final report about the case. Then I closed the file and put in on the desk in my room. I opened my closet and took out a black dress I reserved for funerals. The first image that popped into my mind when I looked at myself in the mirror was the explosion that took Connor away from me two years ago. It still pains me, but I have learned that life doesn't always go the way we'd like them to.
But even though we have to deal with the terrible pain over our late team members, Peter and I are going on with our lives. We resigned our jobs in the OSIR and both of us are moving away. Peter was offered a good position in a research team in Stockholm and I am going with him, as his wife. We will be leaving the country six months from now and by then, we'll be already married. I am not sure what I am going to do in Sweden, but I'm sure I will find my way pretty fast, like I always do.
After revealing the corruption inside the Umbrella Corporation and making sure that the heads of the corporation pay for what they have done to the community of Raccoon City, Alice has changed her profession quite a bit. She resigned her job as a secret operative in the US army and has become a self defense instructor in a youth center in New York. Could anyone ever believe that?
Rae and Miranda had also gone on with their lives. After they moved in with their mother's sister in Florida, Rae graduated high school and was at the top of her class. She is going to college and Miranda to high school. I heard they're happy and doing pretty well.
I have always thought my goal in this life is to survive. I have told myself dozens of times that if I wasn't the one who should have lived, the others wouldn't be dead now. Peter said that we survived, all right, but in the end of it, we're victims, just like the ones who died in Raccoon City. I choose to believe that we're survivors, because looking at myself as a victim is way too depressing for me. Life goes on and gives us two choices: to stop living, cry about our bad luck and miss all the fun, or to go on and try to make the best out of what had happened. I choose to live, because if I let myself be a victim, I'll end up being one.
THE END (for now)