The woman never once looked back to see that Alice had helped Spence up. She didn't like him. Didn't have to like him. Starting down the stairs her dark gaze looked over the man with the knife and blood all over him and then the other woman.
"Well this is real cute." her husky voice rasped, looking back finally towards Alice, hoping she'd follow. Now where was the door to this place...and what was outside of the house. Though something itched inside of her to look around the basement...maybe this was Umbrella's doing.