(The mansion was about to blow, and Chris and Barry, as well as Rebecca were waiting for Jill, but where could she have gone. Jill had spotted earlier, that somehow, their malicious STARS captain, Albert Wesker, had somehow survived being impaled but the Tyrant BOW, he'd created. So she followed the trail of blood, and spotted the conniving wobbling bastard, on his way to activate the self-destruct, to destroy all evidence of the Mansion, and all the twisted, and experiments, and crimes that went on here. Jill wasn't going to let that happen. She ran up behind him, but it was too late he'd already activated it somehow. She gritted her teeth, enraged but how one man could be so evil. He was gone to, must have used, a hidden passageway. The place was going to explode, and all the efforts, of her many fallen comrade would be in vein. She holstered her weapon. Pushed her hair behind her ear, and pulled out her knife. She was going to de-activate the bomb, even if it killed her. She steeled herself, right down to her treading soul, and got on her knees, using her knife, as a screw driver, to undo the panel. She could now see the wires, and after some tickering, right as the bomb, was on the brim, of going off.. She cut the wire. Sweat beamed down her face, washing away some of the dirt, oil, and all kinds of liquids, Jill had to brave through, on this herculeon adventure of horrors. Finally though, hope had arised. She'd done it, but all doubt a bit in herself, she had chose the right wire, and deactived the self destruct. All evidence, and proof, would remain, and Jill could finally take Umbrella down, for all their wrong doings, and bring some much deserved justice to Raccoon City.)