TWENTY-SEVEN
JILL SLID DOWN THE LADDER AND STARTED
running, her mind reeling with the news about Raccoon.
She couldn't imagine what had been going on
outside of the city in past days that the conclusion had
been reached to blast a quarantine site out of existence.
Of course it has to be blown up, they would have
wanted that once they'd collected their data, to make
sure all the evidence is destroyed...
Jill leaped over a sprawled body, then another, and
was at the doors with the exit sign overhead, just as
Carlos had said. She barreled through and was greeted
by wonderfully fresh, cool air, heavy with dew.
Dawn, he said they were launching at dawn. Half an
hour was a generous estimate. Jill ran faster, through a
winding corridor of stacked cars and junk metal, and
there was the warehouse, straight ahead. It was big,
low, and wide, and she was already thinking in hours
when she hit the heavy, steel-reinforced front doors.
Eleven o'clock... She couldn't see the back door
for the giant wall of unidentifiable machinery in the
way, all thick pipes and metal shielding, but Carlos had
said she'd have to run around some equipment. She
veered right...
... and stopped in her tracks, staring at the monstrous
apparatus that Carlos had mistaken for a generator.
It was some kind of a laser cannon, huge,
cylindrical, she'd seen them before but not even half
the size - it was at least ten feet high and twenty long,
and as big around as a table for six. Dozens of cables
led from various outlets to the wall of machinery she
stood next to, and it was aimed approximately at the
front door, making her wonder what the hell they'd
tested it on...
The back door slammed open. Jill reflexively
pointed the Beretta and saw Carlos standing there, the
whining sound of a revving helicopter outside.
"Jill, come on!"
He was obviously glad to see her, but she could read
the urgency in his face, a reminder of what was coming
as the door closed behind him.
She jogged toward him in the sudden silence, shaking
her head. "Sorry, I was surprised is all, that's a laser
cannon, biggest I ever..."
Ka-rash!
Near the ceiling by the front door, a giant mass exploded
out of the wall, disappearing from their sight as
it fell to the floor behind the wall of machinery. Jill had
just an impression of a swollen, bulbous body surrounded
by claws and tentacles, and she knew that
she'd been right about the Nemesis. It was evolving.
A beat later there was another crash. Sparks crackled
and flew from a tall panel next to the entrance, and a
gurgling, warped howl erupted into the room, the cry of
the Nemesis, but horribly mutated, deeper, rougher...
"Come on!" Carlos shouted, and Jill ran to him as he
jerked at the handle on the back door...
... and it didn't open, and Jill noticed the small blinking
lights on the panel next to it and understood that the
Nemesis had shorted out the locking mechanisms.
They were locked in the warehouse with the thing
that had been the S.T.A.R.S. killer, and it was screaming
for blood.
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