Resident Evil: Descendants

What Time Do The Crimson Chimes Ring...

I sat in that chair for a good ten minutes. How the fuck was this happening? I couldn't be pregnant...and even if i was...this would never happen. As I sat there, I felt my abdomen swell in size as if to tell me otherwise. I looked 3 months along, firm yet...soft.

"I wonder..."

I sat back for a moment before I felt my pants growing tighter. I could feel my hips begin to widen. I could only mentally panic as my jeans began to rub against my waist, only stopping with a very audible pop. It felt strange, but pleasant at the same time. I had to loosen my belt a couple holes to find anything remotely comfortable. Going back down into the sewer, I rush toward the elevator, narrowly dodging the creature in the tunnel. Pressing a button, I watch the elevator come down, keeping an eye on the door. However, my concentration was broken when I saw a zombie on the elevator. With an annoyed groan, I jam my knife into its head and slam his skull into a wall, throwing his body of the elevator and pulling out my knife.

Pressing a button, I go back up and find two zombies. Putting a round in each of their heads, I walk past them. Approaching a locked door, I smile, pulling a key out and unlocking the door. Walking inside, I find a couple lockers. Opening them both, I find a box of ten pistol rounds. I also notice a brochure about the Jazz Festival.

I turn to look at the cabinet and notice the strange outline around it. Walking up to it, I push it out of the way of a...hidden elevator?

"Jesus..."

Pressing a button, I watch the door open and I quickly step inside, pressing the arrow for up. Quickly, I ascend to another hallway. Slowly moving down the hall, I pick up a box of .357 rounds. Making my way up some stairs, I find a locked door. Turning it, I find myself pushing it open as soon as it was fully unlocked. Going all the way up the stairs, I find another elevator, one that I take up, finding myself in a strange office, one not too dissimilar to the one I found in the secret passageway earlier. Placing the handle inside the small mechanism, I turn it and watch as I find myself back at the police station.

"Damn...this city is creepy. I came all the way right back to the same exact office I left from. Small world, hehe."

Going back down the elevator and the stairs, and back down using the second elevator. I had no idea why this place is so convoluted. Going back down to the treatment area, I find the rook piece. With a smile, I grab it and make my way back to security. I was surprised to find the room still empty. Must be my lucky day.

Going back toward the power conduits, I find the Knight piece in the place of the rook. Switching it back to its original place, I place the Bishop piece in its spot. I turn at the sound of heavy metal moving, and watching a metal bunker door open.

"Alright, Sherry. I'm on my way."

I take a deep breath before moving down into the hallway. I felt more swelling in my ass, but I had to stay focused. The hallway was lit a dim red, emergency lights. I was about to turn back when I saw an open area. Walking toward the door, I find myself in a dimly lit room of red light with several broken machines as well as a circuit breaker. Flipping three of the four switches, I hear the facility sudden whir to life with a loud "err" from an alarm. I was about to leave the room when William slammed his clawed fist through the floor creating blockage. I nearly let out a scream before I moved. It would repeatedly smash through the ceiling wherever I tried to move until it finally decided to simply smash through the door. I bolt into the hallway.

"Should've known you wouldn't die," I whisper in agitation.

I rush toward a console and press the big red button before grabbing a trio of flash grenades and a combat knife. As the crane moved the crate, I watched the creature roar at me. Trying to dodge its attacks, I waited until I could press the other button and watched the crate smash into him, sending him flying toward the edge. I would repeat this process again, only for him to use one of his clawed hands to save himself.