FINALLY, someone got their lazy ass off the couch and switched the disks.
I know Cody just had a chapter not too long ago, but keep in mind that since most of the characters in this adventure are now either dead, missing, or too insane to pick up any special or clever clues, switching off among Leshawna, Noah, and Cody will not be uncommon. Chef won't get a POV though. Why? Well that, my friend, is a secret… but I'm sure the reason why will become clear later on.
And don't feel bad, those of you who feel Leshawna, Noah, and Cody are getting way too much attention as it is in the story. They (at least Noah and Cody) have enough going through their minds to keep you interested in their POVs anyway.
It's been far too long since I've had a disclaimer, so:
Total Drama © Fresh TV
Resident Evil (Biohazard) © Capcom
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How far would you go for a million dollars? Greed is a deadly sin for a reason…
(Meh, just wanted to throw that in here somewhere)
-X-
DISK TWO
CODY
11:54 A.M.
CAFETERIA HALLWAY
-X-
"Damn. This door's locked."
"Figures. But there's a hallway to the right over here. Should we check it out?"
"Nah, Scrawny. I came from that hall."
"…Huh… Then I guess we go strai-"
Wait…
I hear footsteps…
"Chef, someone's coming!"
"Survivors?"
"Maybe…"
"AI-AI-AI-AI-AI-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
"SCRAWNY, LOOK OUT!!"
OOF!!
"…Oh. It's just Crazy Girl."
"I'm called Kaleidoscope now."
…What?
I look up from my now sprawled out position on the floor. "…Izzy?"
"E-Scope."
"…E-Scope… What are you doing… wait, where's…?"
"Right here."
Noah?
I slowly get up from my lying position, groaning as I do so. Oh, good… Noah's okay… But where's…
"Leshawna left the party," Noah explains. "There was a T-section in our hallway, and we split up."
"Are you sure that was wise?" I can't help but ask. Splitting up didn't do us wonders this entire time we were down here.
"Not really. Now, are we just going to stand here or are we gonna look for Cour… wait… where's Gwen? And Chris?"
Shit… Noah doesn't know about what happened…
Hmm… now that he mentions it… what did happen to Chris?
"Chris and Goth Girl are missing," Chef explains. "But Pretty Boy is the least of my worries. Bastard keeps skipping out on mah paychecks. A grown man need to eat, dammit! Now, Goth Girl, on the other hand, is important to Scrawny here, and if you ask me, she's a damn good soldier, and no good soldier leaves another good soldier behind to die." He cocks his shotgun. "Besides, we're still stuck down here for a little over an hour."
Oh, right… the lockdown…
So, no questions asked, we continue down the hallway (leading from the cafeteria, not the side hallway). We come across four doors on the right-hand side. Conveniently, all but the one on the end are locked.
Which means…
Gwen must've went this way! Yes!
Don't worry, Gwen! I'm coming! I'm keeping my promise!
(The door opens slowly, creaking softly.)
We're in what appears to be another hallway. Or perhaps just a really long, L-shaped room, considering the furniture.
There's a photo hanging on the wall with a picture of two men: a blond man with "peach fuzz" and another blond man wearing sunglasses. Both are clad in lab coats.
A piece of paper is hanging from behind it. I take it and read it.
Dear Umbrella Chemical, Inc.
It appears that even in Canada I can't get away from you scoundrels. I have just recently learned of your Wawanakwa facility in the Muskoka region of Ontario. But if you have brains in your skulls, you will not locate me and my family. You know who I know. You know my people, and if you even think about coming after us, they will be on you like ketchup on a sandwich!
Here's to hoping I never have to deal with you assholes again.
Barry Burton.
Chef takes the paper from me and reads it over. "Bah, this ain't important." He throws it in a nearby trash can. "Quit sight-seeing, soldier. You think those monsters are sight-seeing when they can be tearing apart pale flesh?"
My jaw falls open. "How dare you?"
Somewhere in the room, Izzy shouts "Obscure reference!"
"Shut up, Izzy!"
"E-SCOPE WILL NOT BE SILENCED!!!"
"Um… guys?" Noah? I turn to him. He's at the door at the end of the room. "It won't budge."
"What?!" I cry, my eyes wide. "But… but… why not?"
"Something's in front of the door," Noah tells me, and my heart skips a beat. "Cody, what happened? If Gwen went this way, and she blocked off the door, something had to have happened."
My mouth still wide open, no words come out of it.
"…Well?"
Noah's being impatient. And Gwen's time may be running out.
I have to tell them…
"Something… happened. Something bad," I reluctantly say, not sure how to word it to the others in my party.
"…What happened?" Noah asks, now slightly more worried than annoyed.
"…Trent… thought I was stealing her from him… He tried to kill me, but Gwen stopped him, and he pointed the gun at her… I lost all train of thought. I had to… t-to…"
"Oh…" I assume Noah now understands, and I don't need to explain any further.
Good. I don't want to.
I feel a hand on my shoulder, and turn. "Scrawny, what you did was no different than what a soldier is supposed to do. Kill to protect. Kill or be killed. No matter what way you look at it, it's all the same. And in time your friend will understand that what you did was for the best."
"…Then how come it doesn't feel like it?"
"Sometimes, shit happens. That's all there is to it." He looks around the room. "There has to be some other way into that room, though. Search the area. See if you can find any clues or anything suspicious."
We search for a good three minutes (the room is rather large), before Noah calls us over. He is holding a key in his hand. He claims he found it in a dresser drawer.
We exit the room, hoping the key is for one of the other three doors in this hallway, and hoping that it will lead to Gwen.
(The door opens slowly, creaking softly.)
We try the key on the closest door. Nothing.
But the second door…
"It fits," Noah states, and we enter.
(The door opens and shuts quickly.)
It's just a bedroom (well, a barracks, really)
Damn.
Looks like a dead end…
"Hey, check this out."
Noah's voice echoes in my head. I turn to him; he holds up a large sheet of paper. "It's a map to the entire facility."
Curious, I take it from him and give it a good look. Wow… This place really is big.
As I skim through the different areas on the map, I hear a dresser drawer open, followed by Izzy's wild cackling. "I found a key! I found a key!"
My eyes widen as I turn away from the map. Noah gladly takes it from me.
One step closer to finding Gwen…
Yes!
It's almost over…
-X-
12:07 P.M.
BEDROOM 2
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The key had led us to another bedroom: the locked door in between.
I figured it would be too good to be true.
But enough about that. Our only hope is to find the key to that fourth room.
We search the bedroom, throwing blankets and covers around like nobody's business, opening drawers and snooping closets and under the beds.
This time, it's my turn to find the key.
And man, do I feel like a million bucks.
"The key!" I shout in a giddy tone, scaring the hell out of Noah. "I got the key!"
"Alright, Maggots!" Chef yells in a military-officer-like tone. "Let's get a move on; we don' got all day! MOVE! MOVE!"
He doesn't have to tell me twice. I'm already out the door.
(The door opens and shuts quickly.)
As I had hoped, the door leads to the final room in this hallway.
(The door opens and shuts quickly.)
…What the hell?
The floor is checkered black and white. There are giant chess pieces on the floor: a black pawn, a white queen, and a white king.
A part of me is hoping it's just for decoration…
But the logical part of me knows it's not…
Somewhere in the facility, someone is using a typewriter…
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WHOA! Wait, you mean to tell me that Noah's NOT saving our progress this time?
And does this mean that anyone that continues to overanalyze this gimmick will shit their pants?
YES! YES IT DOES!
…Okay, so the real reason I ended it here was because the chapter was getting a little long. So sue me! At least it ended in a relatively good spot, right?
…Right?