Resident Evil: Vengeance 2 Separation

"I-I'm okay," He replies as he pushes himself up off the floor, his gloves immediately getting soaked. The others all cautiously make their way down the ramp. Going up the other ramp onto the other boat, it's easy to tell that this one must be much older. Rust stains parts of the boat, and the deck seems to be cluttered with rope and all other types of junk.

"Where did these come from?"

"They were found floating on the rivers near the town a week ago, BSAA members docked them here, leaving us to check for any corpses or any form of that uroboros s.h.i.t," They walk up to the hull door, the gla.s.s heavily stained with dirt that's been there so long it refuses to budge to any rain drops that attack it. The light from Jacob's flashlight is unable to penetrate it, preventing them from being able to see anything inside.

Jacob pulls out his gun, putting his flashlight away before reaching for the handle.

"Be ready," He says looking at Page. She nods and he turns back to the door. The mini flashlight on his pistol shines on the door as he turns the k.n.o.b. Turning all the way he flings the door open, taking a step back and aiming into the room. He points his gun around, the small ray of light from his gun shines into the darkness that envelopes the hull. The inside looks just as old and worn out as the outside of the ship.

Some black gooey stuff stains some of the furniture. The four slowly enter the room, Jacob in the lead. Looking around Page sees that there's more of the black goo on the walls. They can hear parts of the ship creak as it gently sways in the water.

The furniture inside the room is nearly identical to the other boat, but a pool table sits in the left part of the room. A body is slumped over it, black goo around their face. On the other side of the table, another body lays on the ground, their expression that of someone in complete terror. Neither body shows any sign of decay.

As the group walks towards the pool table they hear gunshots. They all turn towards the door as two more are shot off. Larry quickly picks up his radio.

"We heard gunshots, everything alright?"

"Yeah, one of them was still alive, no doubt infected," As the group listens in on the call, the body on the floor starts to twitch, "No sign of Charles or the person he took with him. We're gonna go check-" A gunshot cuts off their ability to listen as Jacob shoots the zombie in the head. With a dying moan, the zombie falls to the floor, a few feet from Larry. Jacob walks to Larry's side as he unloads two more bullets into its head. He than shoots the body on the table a couple times in its head.

"Better safe than sorry," Jacob says as he unloads his magazine and reloads. He puts his gun in its holster and picks up his radio. The group just look at the corpse that had once been sitting completely still, now bleeding on the ground.

"That last part got cut off, we had a few on our side. What were you saying?" They all stand there listening to the radio's static as no response comes through.

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"h.e.l.lo? Anyone, do you read me?" He asks, his voice being repeated in the other threes' radios. Larry hurries outside, Zack quickly following.

"Hey, wait!" Page calls out. She heads to the door, but sees Jacob turned back to the bodies, "Jacob come on, we need to catch up to the others," He turns to her with a look that says, 'are you serious?'.

"I've seen enough zombie movies to know that it's never a good idea to just go running off blindly,"

"This isn't a movie, this is real life, that is real life," She says gesturing towards the body on the floor, "I-I think, I still don't know what I just saw...everyone told me zombies, but I, didn't think they were actually, real..."

"Well let's check," He says. He walks over to the body and nudges it with his boot, "Yup, it's real,"

They hear more gunshots and screaming.

"We can't just sit here, come on!"

Page hurries out of the room, drawing her gun. Jacob lets out a sigh before running out after her.