Resident Evil Volume 3 Chapter 29
and then he heard it, and that tiny, despairing whisper was obliterated by the sound. The sound of heavy machinery stirring to life, somewhere up ahead. Not far ahead. Train! Faster, legs distant, rubbery, lungs working, heart pounding - one way or another, it was almost over. T HIRTY-TWO CLAIRE BURST INTO THE TRAIN, HOLDING A giant rifle and with one leg covered in blood, barely pausing to hit the controls to the door before running for the engineer's booth. Sherry knew that they were in trouble, that it was going to be close, so she didn't waste time asking questions; she followed, relieved beyond measure that Claire was okay but keeping it to herself. Okay, she's okay and we're going now... A small, tinny version of the intercom voice and alarms blared out of the tiny room's control board. "There are two minutes until detonation." Claire had dropped the oddly shaped rifle and was hitting buttons, throwing switches, her attention fixed on the console. A giant mechanical hum…
