Resident Evil CODE: Veronica
Steve woke up to the sound of gunshots.
It took him a moment to open his eyes. Everything hurt. His right leg. His ribs. His head. When his vision finally cleared, he found himself laying on the floor in some sort of corridor, dimly lit and decorated with various paintings and wooden furniture. It was void of zombies or other fucked-up creatures, thankfully.
He took a big breath and hissed immediately as he felt an acute pain coming from his ribs. Were they broken? He really hoped not.
But how did that happen anyway? How did he get there? And Claire, where was she?
Steve could feel his heart racing, almost on the edge of panic. But then he heard more gunshots not too far away. As crazy as it sounded, he was a bit relieved. There was a good chance that it was the young woman he met on Rockfort Island the day before.
He now tried to remember the last events that led him to his current situation.
He and Claire had managed to get out of the Antarc