Resident Evil Volume 2 Chapter 18
Another look and the line was closer now, the three dark figures taking shape. John got off another shot, ducked behind the open door ... and when he looked again, there were only two standing. Snap. Behind him. John whirled around and saw them, two of them, ten feet away at the northeast corner of the building. Both held automatic rifles. But made no move to fire. He felt panic then, a screaming, whining beast in his gut that threatened to devour him from the inside out - - holy shit. The fusillade of the M-16s was still approaching, but he could see only the creatures that stood there, watching him with blank and rubbery eyes, wobbling on unsteady legs. The one on the left had only half a face; from the nose down was a liquid, pulpy mass of tissue, chunks of dark wetness hanging from strings of elastic flesh. The one on the right looked intact at first, if deathly white and dirty ... until he saw the ex- ploded mass of its belly, the limp, dripping snake of intestine flopped out against his bloody shirt. …
