December 25, 1998—somewhere on Rockfort Island. Whatever you had seen in the Spencer Mansion sure prepared you for this moment. This is a walk in the park compared to the Spencer Mansion—you were walking through one of the hallways after barely avoiding a direct confrontation with Alfred. The bastard was hunting you like a huntsman hunts animals. Using a sniper rifle and everything. It was getting out of hand. You stopped in the save room, stopping to restock stuff from the items that you had previously put in the item box. You were already distracted with browsing through the item box to get herbs and ammo you previously placed here—this room was a safe place to catch your breath at. Didn't take long for trouble to show up or...no, it was just Steve. The door slammed open and you pointed your handgun right at it without even looking away from the item box. Steve only raised his hands up in surrender, gun hanging loosely off of his thumb being in the trigger. "Lady, you are crazy. I come in peace and I may have found the key to getting us both out of here. So you're welcome." Then as if to convince you into not shooting him—Steve digs into his pocket and pulls out a key, likely belonging to one of the planes stationed at the airport on this island. That's when you finally lower the gun, fully turning to face Steve as the item box snaps shut with a loud thud that echoes in the entire safe room. This may have just been the one useful thing Steve did. Getting that key to the airplane but still. You really needed to find Claire first.