Jill opened the doors and walked inside. She could that this room was an art gallery with pictures of people on the walls,old pottery stored in the back,and a statue of a blue woman in the center. She saw a nearby door and went through.

   This time,it was a hallway with stands and tables lined up together on her left. Two large glass window was farther up to her right.

   As she approached the first window, the glass exploded as one dog similar to the ones outside. She thought,Crap!,in her head as she began scurrying away from the dog. When she approached the other window, the glass once again shot out as another canine leaped out at Jill. She scrambled out the brown door in front of her."That was too close,"she whispered under her breath.

   Now, she was in an irregular shaped corridor with beige wallpaper and a gigantic clear glass window. She saw another door and walked through it.

   Jill could see that she was in a bathroom complete with yellow wallpaper, a sink and a muddy brown table to her right, a white bathtub in front of her, and an un-working toilet in a private space. Che went over to the tub.

   Upon closer inspection, Jill could see that it was full with green-ish bathwater. She gazed into the dirty water.

   Suddenly, a hand reached out of the murky water. Jill jumped back and grabbed the table. Slowly, another pale man in dirty ragged clothing reached out and grabbed onto Jill's right leg. As Jill was trying to struggle out of his grip, she lifted up her free leg and jammed her foot into the man's head. Red blood started to ooze out of the corpse and onto the jade carpet. When Jill began to look at what she did, she covered her mouth with her hands, ran for the toilet, and began hurling. After five minutes,she finished and left the bathroom.

   That was disgusting she thought to herself as she shut the door. She continued on,passed the wall-long window, and enter a new room.

   She was in a compact square room with a white mural on all four sides,and entered a door to her right.

   Jill could see a fire place to her right,a sofa,two armchairs,a tan coffee table between the seats,and brown shag carpeting. Must be the living room Jill thought. She began to inspect the room. She noticed a mounted brown wooden shotgun on some hooks. Jill picked it up,but she didn't notice the black hooks rising. She decided to leave the parlor.

  Jill stopped for a minute as she noticed plaster falling on her sea-blue beret covering her short brown hair and on the blue shoulder pads on top of her cerulean shirt. She looked up. The ceiling began to slowly sink!

  "Oh God,what did I do now?"Jill asked herself. She tried moving the handles on both doors, but they wouldn't budge!

   "Chris! Barry! Wesker! Get me out of here!" Jill screamed as she desperately began pounding the hallway door with her fists.

    Barry came on the other side."Jill!"he yelled.

    "Barry! Get me out of her!"Jill shouted as she began to lie on the floor.

     "Jill! I'm going to shoot the lock out."Barry told Jill as he grabbed his silver magnum. He shot out the lock, and opened the door. He could see that the ceiling was about to crush her."Grab my hand!"Barry commanded Jill as he reached out his hand. Barry pulled her out moments before the ceiling reached the floor. They both collapsed to the floor.  

     Barry told Jill,"That was a close one. One more second, and you would've become a Jill Sandwich!"

     "Thanks,Barry,"Jill responded."But Barry, weren't you supposed to be in the DINING room?"

      He answered as he got up,"I had to take care of something first."

      "Okay, then,"Jill repeated when she rose,"and thanks again."

      "Yea,yea,I hear you,"Barry said as he started to go back to the main hall.

      Jill was alone. She entered some nearby double doors.

                        Chapter       End

     Next time....Chapter 4: Bug Spray Hurts!