Resident Evil: Nemesis by S. D. Perry

Author:S. D. Perry
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Horror, video game, sci-fi, Zombies
ISBN: 9780671784966
Publisher: New York ; Pocket, 2000.
Published: 2000-10-01T06:00:00+00:00

Which means I'll have to find a power cable myself if I want a ride to the hospital.

Irritating, but it couldn't be helped. Nicholai had found a box of spare fuses inside the station, as well as a five-gallon container of properly mixed machine oil, more than enough to get the cable car to the hospital -

- but no power cable, no wiring at all with which to bypass the shorted circuits. Nicholai wondered why Carlos hadn't thought to break into the station's maintenance room, and decided it was probably due to an absence of imagination.

"No ... no, it can't ... fire! Fire at will, I think ... I think..."

Nicholai looked up from his inspection of the trolley's control panel, curious, but whatever Mikhail thought was lost as he dropped back into a troubled slumber, the ancient bench creaking beneath his restless movements. Pathetic. He could at least babble out something interesting.

Nicholai stood and stretched, turning toward the door. He'd already added the oil to the engine's rudi-mentary tank system, but he'd taken the wrong land of fuse. He'd get another one on his way back into town, probably all the way back to that same damned parking garage where he'd tracked Mikhail; he'd noticed some shelves of equipment there. All of the running back and forth was becoming tiresome, but at least most of the cannibals in the area had already been killed, so it wouldn't take too long - and when he returned, he could reward himself for his efforts by telling Mikhail who was responsible for his impending death.

He stepped out into the train's yard, thinking vaguely about where he might sleep for the night, when he saw two figures stumbling toward the trolley, their forms half hidden in the sparse light from a dying fire in the northwest corner of the yard. They drew closer, and he saw that Carlos had managed to escape death after all and had brought a woman with him, undoubtedly the same woman who'd told him about the trolley. Both were singed, their exposed skin reddened and grimy with ash; perhaps he hadn't been that far off the mark about who had started that fire...

... and once again, let the games begin!

"Carlos! Are you injured? Either of you?" He stepped forward so they could see him clearly, could see the deep concern on his face.

Carlos was obviously glad to see him. "No, I'm...

... we're both fine, just a little banged up. The gas station caught fire and blew. Jill blacked out for a minute or two, but she's..."

Carlos abruptly cleared his throat, nodding toward the woman. "Uh, Jill Valentine, this is Sergeant Nicholai Ginovaef, U.B.C.S."

"Nicholai, please," he offered, and she stared at him, her expression unreadable. It seemed that Ms. Valentine wasn't interested in making friends. That pleased him, though he wasn't sure why. She carried a .357 revolver and had what looked like a 9mm tucked into the waistband of an extremely snug skirt.

"We are indebted to you for telling Carlos about the trolley.

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