How We Got Here - Resident Evil 1

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Jill braced herself as she opened the door back into the hallway where Kenneth had met his fate.

It was still so surreal that she had witnessed the deaths and fates of her comrades.

Kenneth, who she had just talked to last week about whether there was going to be a Scream 3, that he would never get to watch now.

Joseph, who yesterday had told her about his pregnant sister coming to town, who he would never see again.

And Chris.

No. He's still out there.

She had to have some faith in him. She had to at least believe in Chris.

The door slammed shut behind her and she shuddered as she had her pistol ready, looking behind her every so often.

She rounded the corner, feeling that nauseous feeling again when she saw Kenneth laying dead on the blood-stained carpet.

His eyes were glazed over and his neck had been shredded to ribbons. His stomach was torn to pieces with bloody innards hanging out. Jill didn't want to believe it, but she knew there was no way he died painlessly.

Jill knelt down and holstered her gun as she looked over Kenneth's dark face. She leaned forward and closed his cold eyelids. She sighed as her eyes travelled down his bloody body, before pausing at his chest camera.

Jill glanced nervously at Kenneth's face before back down to the camera. She slowly reached forward and unclipped it from his vest.

He had to have seen something. Yeah, there were dead things eating people, but why? What happened here?

Jill bit her lip before shoving the small camera into her pocket. She would figure out some way to make it right. Some way.

Jill gave one last sigh before getting back to her feet and giving Kenneth's corpse one last sad look. Jill shook her head and tried to compose herself as she slowly moved to the next room, just past the gruesome scene.

She let the door close behind her again as she found herself in a dark hallway, leading to a brighter room just around the corner. There were strange noises coming from the light, yet they were different from the noises of the zombie she heard earlier.

Jill tensed up as she took hesitant steps along the dark hallway, flinching slightly at the lightning and thunder that crackled beyond the windows.

Her breathing was heavy and shaky as she tried to get Kenneth's corpse from her mind and focus on the people she could still save. And the next step was rounding this corner.

Jill finally emerged into the light, aiming her gun up at the ceiling as the noises came to an all-time high.

Her eyes widened and she scoffed as she realized the noises were coming from a trio of crows, who had been squawking obnoxiously and were all now staring at her. The bright light has come from a grand chandelier glaring down at her.

One of the crows tilted its head at her, while the other two ignored her to clean their feathers. Jill sighed and wiped the sweat from her forehead after dropping the gun to her side. This place is really getting to me.

Jill shook her head and continued up the stairs of the small room. She hesitated for a moment before slowly pushing open the wooden door at the top of the stairs, side-eyeing the crows as she did so. The door creaked loudly as it slowly opened and Jill held her gun at the ready as she slowly stepped forward.

The room she entered began with a short hallway, ugly beige-patterned carpet lining the floors with the same ghastly pattern on the walls. At the other end was another wooden door. Her eyes caught on something else though: a corpse laying face down on the carpet in the middle of the hallway, staining the beige ground red.