Taking the bush clippers, I forced open the lock on the gate. I found them a while back after climbing over the van. With a 'crack' it hit the floor with the chains following behind, the gate swung open invitingly. Taking a deep breath, I walked through and shut it behind me. The van's keys were gone and not in any of the compartments, so I ended up crawling over the hood anyways.

Most of the zombies were in the middle of the city, and I needed to get over there without getting killed. Looking around I saw a street sign that had been scratched and knocked over by a car. The street itself was unrecognizable, and the car fires just made things worse.

"Shit." I cursed, looking for something to tell me where the hell I was. "Now I'll never find that shop."

I began to walk down the street, stepping over the little flames. With an empty gun and no sharp objects, I might as well wear a sign saying 'FRESH MEAT' while screaming. Who knows how long I'll be in this city, it could be days! The stoplight above me began to flash red, over and over again.

"The shop is down an alley." I reminded myself while brushing my hair back. "But I have been down every alley in this area, and I know it's here somewhere!"

My face lowered and I watched as my feet made thumps against the cement when I walked. Hearing and remembering the tempo, I began to sing in my head a song from band a few years back called, 'New Castle March'. That was back in seventh grade, when life was easy. Teachers didn't give a lot of homework, it was impossible to fail, and no one had to worry about anything except passing P.E.

In eighth grade, that's when things went south. I quit taekwondo so I could have more time, then mom got that new job. Well, job promotion. She would come home mad and tired, complaining about her co-workers Dr. Birkin and his wife. They are the head researchers for Umbrella's lab. She would laugh when I would ask about Dr. Ashford and say that he was too good. Back then I didn't know there was a TOO good.

My shadow from the light post began to shrink, waking me up from my memories.

"What-" I turned around and saw a semi-truck coming towards me. "Shit, shit, SHIT!"

Taking off I ran away from the truck and turned the corner into the next street. The trucks wheels screeched and the big vehicle turned the corner, coming in my direction once again. I picked up my speed and looked for another alley, there had to be one nearby. It seems like when you don't need something it's there and then when you need it, it disappears. Looking behind me I checked and saw the truck speed up.

"Who the hell is driving this damn thing?" I yelled, lungs out of breath. The truck sped up even more, and my legs began to give out. I looked behind a car and saw a dead end street and I quickly took it. Jumping onto the sidewalk I ran down the road that looked like an extra-large alley.

There was little light, and the truck began to turn. A car ran into the truck head on and they both went into an old abandoned antique shop, leaking gas everywhere. Before a huge explosion could occur, I walked down the road hoping to find a place to rest. Looking to my right I saw an alley, then walked down the dark area to find the store. The only light above me was flickering and moldy with red stains.

A large boom came from down the street and flames with smoke went up into the air, sending a shower of ash over me. Jumping from the noise, I ran into a nearby building and began to slam the door behind me, if there was one. It smelled like rotten flesh, like the bodies were buried for a long time. Could this smell be from the cemetery?

The shops windows were broken and the light inside flickered on. This is the one time I wish it had stayed off. When I looked up, a crowd of zombies that were filling the tiny store looked at me. Backing up slowly, I tried to stay calm. They began to move towards me with almost nothing but bones. Were these zombies from the cemetery across this part of town? My foot caught on a rail that held the remaining of the window and I fell onto my back.

Landing in the shards of glass, the pieces sank into my skin. I ignored this and began to crawl away, looking for my guns and hopefully something sharp. When I saw them they were sitting on the cold ground alone on the other side of the alley. The mob drew closer, some reaching out for me while others crawled. One got on me and began to snap its teeth at me. Screaming I kicked it off, then another one dropped over me.

"No!" I screamed, holding it back. "Leave me alone. Get off of me!"

A red laser went over my face, then shot up at his. Something clicked and he dropped down to the floor beside me. Quickly getting back up, I ran for my gun and saw others come from the shadows. They all surrounded me and their paces quickened. Loud bangs sounded off in a row, then one by one, each and every one of them fell to the ground dead at my feet.

"What?" I muttered as they all died. Picking up my gun, I quickly stepped over the bodies. Something fell from the roof above me as I entered the shop again, and a fire sounded off breaking the last good window. Looking behind me I saw a gun on the floor where I once stood, only this one was bigger. Taking it in my hand, I looked up and saw a figure jump down on the other side. Not wanting to waste anything, I put it in my pocket quickly and ran back inside.

The counter was to my left, and the shelves to my right. Going over towards the counter, I opened several boxes and searched for weapons. Most of the stuff was screws and nails, which made me wonder which store I was in. After all I had no idea where I was, and the store was trashed. Taking the boxes I dumped the contents onto the floor. A white can fell out on top of everything.

I watched it roll over the pile of crap and across the floor till it hit the wall. Walking over I picked it up and read the information on it. It was some sort of first aid spray that would heal you in an instant. Taking my old gun out of my pocket, I put the can in its place and decided to hold my gun.

The counter was messy, and a cash register sat on top. I thought about taking some money, but I had no place to store it and money would be useless in this situation. Bending down I looked at the mini shelves under the cash register and aw a big open sign.

"Welcome to the Gun Show!"

I was in the gun store, but all the stuff was gone.

"Shit." I said, then rubbed my forehead. I was so stupid. "Of course this would've been the first place people checked!"

Why didn't I realize this sooner? Was I really that dumb? Timmy and Miley were right, I am weak. I can't take care of myself, I just end up causing trouble. And now they are on the other side of town or outside of the city waiting for me.

The can scratched the wall as I slid to the floor. I am probably the only citizen left alive. Who knows, Timmy and Miley probably left to start a new life without me! I wouldn't blame them. I am such an idiot. Each time I get into trouble someone always ends up saving my ass for me.

Hugging my knees I felt a tear run down my cheek, then a voice blared through the store radio. By the fuzziness of the connection all I got was to go to the police station for evacuation. It's a far way to go, but Miley and Timmy would've heard that two if they are announcing it over everything within the city. And this means I might not be the only one after all!

What if the people I saw earlier are there! Like Claire and that Leon guy, maybe that woman is there too so I can ask her who she is again. I probably wont get an answer, but it's worth a shot.

Good enough for me.

*~Timmy~*

Miley and I opened the door to the alleyway and began our search for Shay. I was determined to find her before the monsters did, and Miley wasn't exactly helping. But at least she isn't dead like everyone else here.

"Shay, Shay, SHAYLIN!"

"Shhh!" Miley said smacking me across the head. "Idiot! Do you want to get us killed?"

"Well sorry for wanting to find our friend before she's dead!" I yelled, slapping her hand away. She rolled her eyes and smiled. "I want to find her too, but we have to think for a second. She left willingly, do you even think she want's to be found?"

"You maybe right, but what friends would we be if we left her here to die?" I asked kicking a pebble, we both sighed.

"All citizens must report to the Raccoon City Police Station immediately for evacuation."

Hearing this I laughed. "Well it's about time! Someone finally stood up to the big guy."

Taking Miley's hand I led us out of the alley to a shortcut that would get us too the police station faster. I just hope we aren't too late. If Shay heard it, she would be there too.

"You think Shay will be there too?" Miley asked over the voice announcement, nodding I smiled. "YEAH!"

"And if she isn't? Then what does that mean?"

"Not a thing!" Hold on Shay, were coming for ya!