September 26, 2010
A foul stench filled the room, The stench of rotting flesh. A sound was heard from the room next door. The girl slowly walked over to the damaged door, listening closley to the strange sound. As she got closer, the sound got louder and louder. She put her hand on the door knob. Her hand twitched as her fingers touched the cold metal. She opened the door and looked around. The room was dark, but the sound could still be heard. she searched desperatly for a light switch. Suddenly the light filled the room. There was a table with what seemed like blood smeared over a pack of playing cards. The sound continued. A sofa was behined the red, glass table. The sound seemed to come from there. As she got closer, so did the sound and the foul smell. She peered over the sofa to see the corpse of her brother, painted in crimson. His flesh appeared to have been teared. He was holding something. She picked up a Beretta from the bodys cold hands.
Tears fell onto the body. She got up, wiping away her tears. As her vision became more clear, she saw a dead body, lunging towards her. The creater grabbed her arms and leaned for her shoulder. She kicked the corpse away and pulled held up her brother's Beretta and shot the demon in it's chest. It still continued, determined to dig into her skin.She fired five more times. Click, click,click. She had no more shots left but the creature collapsed to the floor.
What is this thing?
Exauhsted, she sat down on the blood drenched sofa. A moan was herd behind her, and a rotting hand grabed her shoulder. Her brother was one of ... whatever they were. Her brother relentlessly feasted on her flesh. Blood dripped down onto the empty Beretta...
--This is a little Resident Evil story I made. it is also on my bebo and if you know what a beretta is and which group of people use it then maybe you will know the names of the brother and Sister that die. Comment and tell me what you think please! whee --
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