Memory Lane- Absolute Zero
Yoko had never felt this kind of cold before this moment. This was a coldfar beyond something like the occasional cold snap that descended on Raccoon City in late January. That cold was unbearable, sure, but if you hid inside during the day, everything turned out well in the end.
But this cold? It was unnatural to the highest extent. It made your joints ache if you stood still for too long. It made every hair on your arms stand up straighter than the needles on a cactus. And Yoko had the feeling that if she didn't at least keep walking, she would be frozen into place. Exactly like the Hunters strewn all through the corridors like lawn statues.
David hadn't wandered off throughout the entire ordeal. He had stayed right by her side across an entire floor of the labs. The only time he had let was to grab a vial of chemicals from the other side of the 7th floor. Yoko had headed on to gather the other materials, and they had met back up in the duct system. One wilted mutant plant later, they had been off to find a way out.
George? Well, while he and Yoko didn't like each other much (the fact that he was a doctor made her nervous or some unknown reason), the need to survive sort of trumped that dislike. And he had his moments of helpfulness: after a zombie had taken a chunk out of her shoulder, he had patched it all up. And when the mutant monster on the turntable had attacked, they had kept it busy while Yoko slammed a train into it. Twice.
It was cold, yes. But the sight of a propane torch in David's hands was the single thing that made Yoko feel a little bit better. Whatever happened next, she knew that at least a few people were looking out for her. Kevin, David, George, Alyssa... these people were her family now.
And this was a family Yoko wanted to protect.