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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 784212" data-attributes="member: 9167"><a href="http://boss.streamos.com/real/interscope/marilynmanson/residentevil/audio/00_reunion.ram" target="_blank"> Clairemont Mansion</a><a href="http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=771805#post771805" target="_blank">1st Floor – Entrance Hall</a>Isaac GoldsteinCould it be your search is over?  The woman certainly looked like the pictures Amelia showed you.  The plastic looks worn, rough at the edges, one side more worn than the other.  On the back side a thin magnetic strip looks a bit scratched as well.  The light was too dim to make out, but there were numbers on one edge.Maria MorenoThe club feels heavy and slippery in your sweaty palms but still you swing at that creature.  Perhaps it was the sweat, but the table leg seems to slide erratically in your fingers, and you barely kept your grip.  This time though, you came very close to nearly taking off the dark-haired woman’s head instead of the creature’s.Amelia BrogartYou see a familiar face on that security badge, recognizing it as one very similar to your own badge, bringing up memories, bringing up fresh worries.  She looks happy.Amisha PatelYour hand brushes Michaels, pulling him to one side, but you can’t deter him.  The table leg feels sturdy in your hand, but you can’t hide the uneasiness crawling in your stomach at the commotion over at the door.  The sight of Carlson barreling through a wild Maria though shocks you.Michael SmithAfter you brush off Amisha, you walk over to the beautiful blonde woman and slide her effortlessly into your arms.  She feels soft and vulnerable.  The table leg you acquired seemed more like the weapon of knight to protect the fair lady…but from what, you don’t know…and perhaps you don’t want to know.Yuri BorzakovskyWar had not prepared you for this.  Dead you knew.  Dead you saw.  Dead you tried to bring back but failed so many times.  Every thing in your mind screams that a man that destroyed could not be moving, could not be holding fast the woman, could not be trying to devour her right now.<a href="http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=776108#post776108" target="_blank">1st Floor – Closet off Entrance Hall</a>Jac NguyenThe smell is definitely making you nauseated now and you normally never get nauseated.  Although the creature has a weaker hold on you, you cannot seem to get free.  More and more of its disgusting flesh rubs off on your arms, on your hand, your back, your cheek as it tries futilely to regain control.  Fetid breath hisses in your ear as you feel teeth miss its mark.  In the midst of that fear is a face you recognize, that hard military face, the one of the solider barreling toward you and the horror on your back with strong fingers reaching out for you.Anders CarlsonMaria’s frantic swinging disrupts your rescue attempt, nearly knocking you over completely.  Your fingers barely brush the grappled woman struggling in the creatures embrace but still got a hold if barely, her flesh now wet from sweat and blood…hers and that thing’s.  But you had her, finally...in your arms.There you stood, fighting with the creature, the woman between you and the <a href="http://enworld.cyberstreet.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=784185#post784185" target="_blank">smell of the unnatural beast</a>.</blockquote>

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