I fell into a l’amour trance, which soon got disturbed par the loud noises of footsteps coming closer to the door. Jill grabbed my hand and promptly drew me into the cupboard and shut the doors. It éperlan of iron and almost made me sick. I couldn't see Jill because of the darkness, but sensing her there was just enough to make me fall into a trance again!
I heard the door open and the trampling footsteps.
"I'm sure I heard it, sir! I could've sworn I heard a door open, I'm sure of it!" I overheard a small but certain voice say.
"Ah! We have no time for your stupid mistakes! We need to find the woman and the man! I'm t-t-t-t-tired of y-y-y-your useless little r-r-r-r-remarks! Ah! Michelle, hand me my ostreocine!" another man had spoken. I think it was the same one who killed the poor Mr Griffin, but I couldn't see because there was no gap between the closet doors.
"Lets get out of here!" the man who was stuttering ordered.
"Hold on, sir. There might be a clue in this closet" somebody
said.
Jill clinged onto my arm tight and I hugged into her, attempting to make her feel secure.
"LOUIS! Don't toi think you've made enough mistakes?! We don't have the time!"
"Okay, sir. Sorry, sir".
Jill loosened her grasp after the door had shut. She slowly opened the cupboard doors and we were finally able to breathe properly.
"What now?" Jill whispered to me, just so Umbrella still wouldn't hear us.
"I don't know. We should just stay here for a couple of minutes. We can't risk it" I replied, whilst I walked around the room.
"What do we do until then?"
I wasn't actually going to say mine because it involved the neat, brown, lit so...
"I don't know. Have toi checked everything?" I asked her.
"Yeah".
"Maybe if I peeped around the door to see if they've gone-".
"No!" Jill hissed at me, walking up to me,
"I don't want to lose you".
"You wont. I promse".
"Okay, just a little look".