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    B4 consisted of a L-shaped hallway that dead ended into a set of doors.      Nodding to each other, the stepped inside.  The room was slightly dark, but seemed to be filled with electrical equipment, and the center of the floor was completely taken up by empty stasis tubes.  Rounding the corner to their right in pursuit of the light source of the room, they gasped.    Inside the only active tube was the final experiment on the slides.  The Tyrant was at least six and a half feet tall, and completely gray and hairless.  While the left hand was normal, the right had morphed into a large set of talons that about reached the floor of the

    When they got back to the lower section of the gardens, they found the fountain had not only split in half, but also had a hidden elevator system in it. The elevator itself was down on another floor. “Should we go down there, or try and find Wesker first?”     “Chris, you and Rebecca have been in the guardhouse before, right?  Since you both already know the layout, you two go find Wesker while Jill and I head down.”     “Well, I guess that makes sense. Okay, Chris, let’s go.”     “Okay…”  He didn’t look like he liked the idea any more than Jill herself did, but he went

        Gold didn't really know why he decided to come along in the first place.  While Silver never asked him for much, he really hated graveyards.  Yet, here he was, on the top deck of the S.S Anne, traveling with the redhead and Crystal to visit the grave of Silver's mother on Two Island.  As the luxury ship docked at the pier, Gold gave another sigh and followed his friends off the boat, determined to at least try now that he was here.           Sadly, said determination died pretty fast when he realized that the local

        Jill woke in the medical room to a loud, reptilian scream. How did I…Oh, yeah, I got hot and dizzy, then passed out after I got back into the mansion from that stupid lying wall panel. Checking her leg, she was surprised to see that the bandages had been changed, and that there was something placed over the wounds besides the bandages.  Looking around the room, she found that her berretta and shotgun were lying on the box next to the shells and clips she was carrying. She checked her pockets, but the key she found wasn't there; it had been replaced by a note.  Jill,         I found you collapsed with a fever by the back door

         Rebecca ran as fast as she could back to the chemical room door.  Pulling the paper out of her pocket, she fumbled a bit when she inputted the combination in her haste, and had to try a second time. Finally getting it open, she entered the room and immediately headed for the note she saw hanging on the wall.  Reading the instructions, she grabbed the empty bottles off the shelves and filled them with water, UMB No.2, and UMB No.4, mixed them together into UMB No. 7, grabbed some more 2 and 4 to get UMB No.6, mixed that with 7, made another 3, and mixed that with the 13 to ge

        Levi came back five minutes later.  "Sorry, Officer Joseph, I couldn't catch him. He was running too fast."         "Did you at least get a good look at him?"  The girl shook her head.         "All I saw was a white coat."  Joseph growled and punched the nearby wall.         "Damn it!"         "Sorry..."  Letting out a sigh, he calmed down and patted her lightly on the shoulder.         "I

         Joseph was still struggling to keep the dogs away from his throat.  He was bleeding from several scratches and bites all over his arms and chest by now, and had almost given up hope when  gunshots suddenly rang out and both the dogs fell to either side of him, lifeless.  For a moment, he almost thought Brad had come back until he heard a soft female voice ask him, "Are you okay, mister?"         Getting shakily to his feet, he turned to see a light-skinned African American girl holding onto the Berretta he'd found and droppe

        I was still staring at my reflection when one of the cats found me again.  Remembering my wings, I clumsily jumped up and flapped them, causing a small tornado to spring up below me and surprising myself just as much, if not more than, the orange tomcat, who instantly darted away, tail poofed out like a Christmas tree.        'Idon'twanadieIdon'twanadie. Wait, I scared him off with a zan spell? I guess I really can use magic. Sweet!  Now I can blast the crap out of that stupid suit guy!  ...Wait, why do I get the feeling I'm forgetting something?  Oh, the heck with it.  I'll just go looking for the player character and his friends.