Resident Evilove (Lady Alcina Dimitrescu - Resident Evil)

Chapter 7 - Confusion and Poison

Fear ... panic ... heart beating so hard it banged against his chest ... all this Mathias felt as, face covered with sweat and clenched with terror, he ran, just as fast that he could through twisting corridors plunged into semi-darkness, a strong and terrifying blood-red glow seeming to pursue him and come closer and closer to him. In addition, a sinister, evil laugh seemed to come from the depths of that red light ... a voice that Mathias recognized as that of Lady Dimitrescu.

_ "Run! Run as much as you want! You can never escape me!" cried the voice of the countess like a threatening echo.

Shivers of fear running through his body, Mathias continued to run desperately to try to get away. All around him, other ghostly echoes of voices were heard, encircling and tormenting him incessantly. He could hear the sadistic laughs from Bela, Daniela and Cassandra, the bestial roars of the lycans ... but not only ... he could hear his mother's voice, screaming his name, as if she was crying for help and in great pain. Around him, as the voices redoubled in intensity to the point of hurting his head, the walls of the corridors began to transform, the tapestries crumbling into pieces like dead leaves, only to gradually turn into walls covered with rust and dried blood, as well as the floor...

And looking over his shoulder, having to lean against a wall to catch his breath, Mathias saw her ... About twenty meters from him, appearing like a ghostly shadow coming straight out of this infernal red light, Lady Dimitrescu walked slowly but confidently, still chuckling ominously. With her long, sharp claws, she began to scratch one of the rusty walls, in a shrill metallic friction and letting sparks emanate. All this while continuing to walk towards Mathias, who guessed even without seeing her face hidden in the darkness, her eyes piercing on him.

Mathias, overcome with fear, found the adrenaline rush of running until he reached a carved wooden door he hoped was the exit.

But when he was finally able to get out, believing he was escaping Lady Dimitrescu, Mathias found himself frozen in front of a completely surrealist vision.

He was standing outside on rocky ground covered with a thin layer of snow. It was inky night and a few flakes were falling from the darkness of the sky. But yet, the place where he was was completely unknown to him. It seemed to be on the heights of a rocky hill. Mathias took a few steps on this large flat space at the top of this hill. In the middle, he could see this great old stone symbol on the ground, mesuring several meters in diameter, and still representing this strange octagon, surrounded by the coats of arms of the four families of the lords: Dimitrescu, Heisenberg, Beneviento and Moreau.

Four great stone pillars were also arranged in a perfect square around the great symbol, and each of the pillars, equally worn and ancient, had been engraved with a coat of arms of one of the lord families. Flaming torches had been arranged in a circle all around this ancient stone site, as if for a ritual ceremony. Thanks to the light created by the many torches, Mathias could see that the top of this hill was completely surrounded by what appeared to be very old ruins, of what perhaps made up a kind of medieval fortress ...

As if drawn by an indescribable and very powerful force which emanated from this place, Mathias walked slowly towards the large symbol on the ground. As he advanced, around him he could see several people gathering around the site and staring at him, in complete silence. He recognized Lady Dimitrescu, but who this time was not stalking him and was perfectly neutral and upright, standing near the pillar engraved with her coat of arms. Lords Heisenberg, Beneviento and Moreau were there too, each standing motionless beside the pillar marked with their family's coat of arms. Standing in a perfect square around the site, the Four Lords followed Mathias with their eyes as he made his way to the center of the ceremonial site. Oddly, Mathias no longer felt any sense of fear, on the contrary, he felt curious, drawn to this place and a deep desire to know more.