“Dream State” - a “Resident Evil” fanfic
Fanfic Title: Dream State Franchise: Resident Evil (games) Characters: Steve Burnside, Claire Redfield, Chris Redfield Ships: Steve x Claire Genres: Mystery/Suspense, Action, Horror, Christmas, Romance Rating: M for strong language, violence, gore, and disturbing subject matter
Excerpt from Chapter 1:
The figure next to [Redfield] is indeed a woman. She’s about a head shorter than he is. Athletic build. A large duffle bag slung over one shoulder. Wearing brown boots and a red snow coat with her reddish brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. From here, it’s hard to make out her face, but it looks like she has the same long nose as Redfield.
They’re heading toward his apartment.
Stuffing my hands in my leather jacket pockets, I head left.
“Thanks again for waiting all evening for me. That’s the last time I wait until the last minute to try to book a flight,” the woman’s saying.
Redfield laughs. “You forget that I also work for the government. I know what a pain in the --- it can be to get time off, especially around Christmas.”
“So how’s Jill doing? Is she any better?”
“I’m not sure if ‘better''s the right word. There’s no getting better from the things Wesker made her do while she was under the Uroboros parasite's control. But it seems like she’s getting along okay. She likes her new apartment. I'll show you where it is sometime this week. She says she opted to work over Christmas because it helps take her mind off things. Last I talked to her, she and a team are investigating a lead we got on a deal involving Las Plagas, the parasite that Wesker used to make Uroboros.”
“That’s good. One step at a time. That’s how you have to take it.”
“I just hope she isn't pushing herself too much. By the way, against my better judgment, I ordered the tickets for the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island.”
“Really?” the woman gasps. “When are we going?”
“Tomorrow. Then you’ll see just what a tourist trap they are.”
“At least we’ll stay warm!”
“You know, baby sister, I’ve never understood your optimism.”
“And I’ve never understood your pessimism, big brother.”
“Yin and yang, I guess.”
She slides her arm through his and hugs him. “Thanks for the tickets, Chris."
“You’re welcome, Claire.”
I’m Claire. Claire Redfield.
Was that the name in my dream last night?
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