บท 31: Chapter 31: Alice’s Flashbacks and Growing Anxiety
The corridors of the Hive pressed in like a vise. Each footfall echoed, the sound swallowed by the oppressive darkness that seemed to pulse with a life of its own. The air was thick with the stench of decay, every breath tinged with the sickly sweet odor of death. Alice walked at the front of the group, her Beretta clutched tightly in her hand, knuckles white beneath her gloves.
She was supposed to be leading them, but with each step, the memories clawed at the edges of her mind—half-remembered flashes of sterile labs, the cold bite of metal restraints, and the shadowy figures whose faces she could never quite see. She felt a shiver crawl up her spine, the chill of those long-forgotten moments freezing her blood.
Ahead, the corridor split into two, and the team halted. James "One" Shade signaled for a stop, his hand cutting through the dim light like a blade. He scanned the junction, his MP5A3 at the ready, blue eyes sharp beneath his furrowed brow.
Alice's breath hitched as the faint hum of machinery echoed through the passage, triggering another memory. She was back on that metal table, helpless as a syringe filled with a glowing substance was raised above her. Her voice, trembling and distant, echoed in her head—*"Please, don't do this…"*
"Alice," Kaplan's voice cut through the fog, snapping her back to the present. He was beside her, his M4A1 slightly lowered, concern etched into his features. "Are you okay?"
The question lingered, heavy with unspoken fears. Alice forced a nod, her voice cold and detached. "I'm fine." But the words felt hollow, a fragile mask barely concealing the turmoil beneath. Kaplan hesitated, his uncertainty evident, but he didn't press further. The tension in the group was palpable, a powder keg waiting for a spark.
They moved forward, the junction behind them. Alice's mind continued to unravel, the past bleeding into the present with every flicker of the dim lights. Each flash of memory was more vivid, more real—she could almost feel the bite of the restraints against her skin, the cold, sterile air of the lab filling her lungs. The darkness around her seemed to tighten, and she could feel the eyes of the Hive on her, watching, waiting.
Rain walked just behind Alice, her eyes scanning the darkness with cold efficiency. She noticed Alice stumble slightly, and her hand shot out, gripping Alice's arm with a firm, steadying touch. "Keep it together, Alice. We're almost there." There was no softness in her voice, just the pragmatic determination that defined her.
Alice nodded, biting back the wave of nausea that threatened to overwhelm her. She couldn't afford to be weak, not here, not now. But the memories refused to be silenced. Every shadow seemed to conceal another glimpse of her past, another fragment of a life she didn't want to remember. The cold glass of the lab's observation window, her reflection staring back at her with haunted eyes, something lurking just beyond the glass…
A low, guttural moan broke the silence, dragging Alice back to the present. The team froze, weapons drawn, as the sound grew louder. The light from their flashlights revealed the source—a standard zombie, its decayed flesh hanging in loose strips, bones jutting out from exposed muscle. Its eyes, once human, now void of any soul, locked onto the team with a hunger that transcended death.
Alice's heart pounded in her chest, the adrenaline cutting through the fog of memories. Her hand steadied as she raised her Beretta, her finger squeezing the trigger. The gunshot echoed through the corridor, the bullet finding its mark in the zombie's forehead. The creature crumpled to the ground, its lifeless form collapsing into a heap of rotting flesh and bone.
The brief encounter served as a momentary distraction, but it did nothing to quell the storm raging inside Alice. The sight of the zombie, once a living person, only deepened her sense of unease. She knew there were more horrors waiting in the depths of the Hive, each step forward dragging them closer to the heart of darkness.
As they continued their descent, the tension within the group grew more palpable. The others could sense that something was wrong with Alice, but in the deadly silence of the Hive, no one dared to speak of it. Even Ethan Drake, usually so focused and controlled, seemed to glance at her with a flicker of uncertainty in his intense onyx eyes.
Every sound, every shadow seemed amplified, the weight of the Hive pressing down on them from all sides. The air was thick with the stench of decay, the faint hum of machinery serving as a constant reminder that they were deep within Umbrella's twisted creation. Alice's mind was a battleground, memories clashing with reality, and with each passing moment, the line between the two grew thinner.
They reached another junction, and as One signaled a halt, Alice's vision blurred once more. This time, the memory was stronger, more vivid—she was standing before a wall of glass, her reflection staring back at her, hollow and broken. But there was something else, something just beyond the glass, a shadowy figure she couldn't quite make out…
She blinked, her surroundings snapping back into focus. The team was already moving again, but the haunting image from the memory lingered in her mind, a dark omen of what was to come.
The darkness ahead seemed to pulse, alive with unseen threats, and as they moved deeper into the Hive, the oppressive weight of the past threatened to crush Alice. The team was on edge, each of them keenly aware that the Hive held far worse than zombies in its depths. The tension built like a coiled spring, ready to snap at the slightest provocation.
And somewhere, in the back of Alice's mind, the memories whispered of something far more sinister waiting for them—a truth that, once uncovered, could destroy them all.
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