What can I say? It's the week-end and I am finally catching up with all the stories that I am writing. I'm planning to end this by the 20th chapter most likely. But don't be too sad as The Diary Of Shelly Holland is still going to continue of course I have not decided whether to go into the near future or giving in and doing a quick past. Either way it's going to continue...heh heh heh. Enjoy.

April 4th, 2004: Hits The Fan

Leon had suggested we get some kind of sleep. He said that he would take the first watch. I felt a lot better when Soldier plopped down beside me. It was strange what had happened. The creatures that had helped us were indeed dead, they were once human but had not become zombies because of the suits they wore but instead mutated with the suits, which is why they had no face. I shook my head and realized goose bumps had formed for the first time in a long while. Things had scared me here no doubt about it, but strangely I had grown accustomed to seeing these things. I was use to killing them and leaving to move on. The creatures had not attacked us because of Soldier. Soldier in a way was one of them. I knew but it still did not hit me. I wanted to hold on to my friend a little longer just as Leon had held on to Sophia a little longer. I pictured Sophia's face as she died. It wasn't right what Umbrella was doing.

"Close your eyes Holland. We've got a lot of work ahead of us. The 6 hour time limit has passed which means someone or something is here disarming all the work I did previously." Leon said.

"I'm sorry Leon. Please don't call me Holland anymore. Shelly's my first name."

He didn't say a word but I wasn't about to push anything.

I sighed and closed my eyes. It's not as if I wasn't tired but the images of the past 3 days kept flashing in front of me. Killing my mother, getting knocked out, facing the hell hounds, finding Soldier, seeing Sophia die, and the creatures leaving. Finally after a few moments, I drifted into a very uneasy sleep. It had not been very long before I heard the sound of his voice.

"Shelly, wake-up. Something is happening." He whispered shaking me violently.

I jerked forward, popping to attention, ready for battle. He put his hand on my shoulder firmly and pulled me back. Immediately my eyes fell upon Soldier, who seemed to be convulsing. His body shaking with violent lapses. I threw my body down and kneeled next to him. His eyes were open and were scared. I was scared at first to but then I started to pet him softly and telling him that everything was going to be okay. I did this for a few minutes and his body stopped. He looked at me with gentle eyes. The tears welled up in my eyes. I could see the pain and suffering there. I upholstered my gun and to my surprise Leon took it from me.

"You're not giving up on him already, are you? He's okay. Look." Leon was right. The pain was getting more bearable, I doubt that it completely disappeared. I smiled and hugged him. I don't think he expected this but he didn't push me away.

"You should get a little sleep too."

He started to argue but I put my foot down.

"You said yourself it was going to be a long day." I said with finality.

He gave in and tried to get comfortable. After he did, I pulled the map out of my right back pocket. I had almost completely forgotten about it until I felt it against my pocket as I leaned back. I looked it over closely. We were close to where we had started. We were just left of the storage room where we had found the stash of weapons. We would need to go there and replenish our supplies. I noticed something on the map that seemed out of place. The map showed the tunnel and the level that we were on. But in one of the rooms it showed a set of stairs. Even in all the madness, I would've remembered a set of stairs. I ran my finger across the areas we had been and came to a regretful conclusion. We would have to return to the room where Sophia had finally died. I was not looking forward to it and I'm sure Leon wouldn't either. But the stairs had to be there. I folded the map and put it back into my pocket and sighed again. I just stood there and watched Leon sleep and then glanced over at my zombie dog, Soldier. I wanted to cry so more but realized that I couldn't. I had to be stronger than I had ever been before. Not just physically but mentally and emotionally as well. I still didn't know how Umbrella was going to pay for what they had done. If we destroyed this building and everything in it. There would be no evidence and then it hit me. I could easily prove that Soldier was the dead living. And with the pharmaceutical drugs that were used to revive him, Umbrella would have no way to explain them. Then again, they had gotten away with the Raccoon City incident with a light slap on the wrist. These people had to be stopped. Blowing this facility was just the first step.

I was stopped in my thought process when I heard a humming. A very creepy humming, most likely something created or mutated. I had not reholstered my gun but had set it down beside me. I lifted it carefully and moved silently towards the humming. I cracked the door open slightly and surveyed the situation. Yeah, we were in trouble. The lighting was dark but I could still see the figure. At first it looked like a little girl but as it noticed me it turned around and smiled. It had the skull of what I think was a hell hound. It's teeth were razor sharp covered in crimson liquid. It dropped the skull and blinked.

"Oh my..." Before I could even finish my statement or even get a shot off the creature came at me. I stepped back and slammed the door shut breathing heavily. Leon and Soldier were understandably ready to do battle. I held the door tightly and Leon came to help.

"What is it? A horde of zombies or hell hounds. Tell me." He shouted over the banging of the door.

I had to catch my breath before telling him anything. I shook my head in despair.

"Worse."