After barely escaping from Nemesis through the chaos in Racoon City's infested streets. Jill returns to the subway station, holding her sore sides, she started making her way again into the escape train where civilians and the U.B.C.S. Corporal members patiently waited for the engine to finally work

Pant Pant

"Finally... I really need a break."

She puts her hands on her knees to catch her breath

"That hurt... That son of a bitch is persistant, isn't he?"

She grunts while taking a seat, patching herself up with a red and green herb mix. Dusting her dirty clothes and wiping beads of sweat from her forehead, she wouldn't bother with the blood... At this point she didn't even know if It was hers or someone else's, and either choice was worrying.

"Alright... Just... Gotta rest a bit..."

She sighs and closes her eyes. Feeling herself recover for once, enough to count her ammo, healing items and reading her pistol. Even if the scratches and bite marks reminded her that this was not going to last... She just gotta keep going