Resident Evil: Vengeance

February 20, 2012, 8:40pm- New York, Jacob's Apartment

Jacob lays in bed, a now asleep, Page resting on his ċhėst, her left arm draped over him and holding onto his right bicep. His left arm is draped around her side, resting on the red blanket that keeps in the heat. He holds onto her left arm with his right arm as he stares at the ceiling, just now starting to fall asleep. His eyelids finally close and everything goes dark.

…

A blood curdling scream opens his eyes. He looks up at the ceiling of his apartment, or what little of it he can see. Something warm and wet suddenly soaks his hands. He lifts them up, and sees something dripping off of them onto the bed and Page.

"What the..?" He mutters to himself as he brings his hands closer to his face to get a better look. It's too dark to see. Carefully, he stretches his left arm out, reaching for a lamp on the nightstand.

Click.

The harsh light stabs his eyes, forcing him to cover shield his face with his hands. That's when he sees the blood covering them. As his eyes adjust he turns his hands so the palms face him, and he sees the fresh blood stream down them and drip onto his ċhėst. It's warm to the touch, very fresh. Before he can fully realize what's happening, the intoxicating smell fills his lungs.

Badum...

Badum...Badum…

Badum, Badum.

BADUM BADUM BADUM

The smell starts to drive him crazy as his heartbeat speeds up. Page stirs awake, opening her eyes and looking at him with a groggy expression.

"Jacob..?" She asks, still clearly asleep, "Everything, okay?"

Jacob moves his hands to the sides and looks at her, then back to his hands. The blood is gone. But the smell remains.

"I'm...I'm…" He can't think straight anymore, the aroma now infecting his brain. He places a hand on his forehead as he looks up at the ceiling, feeling light headed, a sudden hunger draining him of his energy. He glances at the person on top of him, only one thing on his mind.

"Jacob?" A voice asks as the figure starts getting up. Before they can escape his reach, he grabs their throat, shoving them onto the bed as he rolls over on top of them. He can feel their pulse through their neck as they struggle to break free of his grip. He lunges down, sinking his teeth into their neck. As blood goes everywhere, there's a scream. As his hunger is sedated, everything starts returning to normal.

He finds himself staring at Page's corpse, her blood staining the bed, his body, and his teeth. The lifeless eyes express nothing but fear. Blood drips off his teeth onto the corpse, a loud banging in his ear as they land. Cold claws start to squeeze his ċhėst as the realization of what he did sinks in. The corpse suddenly grabs his throat, and shoves him to the side. As he's pushed down onto the bed, he lands back in his apartment, opening his eyes to the ceiling once more.

Jacob lays there, catching his breath. He lifts his head up slightly and looks at Page. She's still asleep. He rests his head back down on the pillow, letting out a sigh of relief. His grip on her tenses up as visions of the dream flash through his mind. He can still feel the blood on him.

"...Page…" He mutters as he stares at the ceiling with a cold gaze, "I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe from me...I swear," Page readjusts herself a bit, still fully asleep, hugging him a bit tighter.