You were Ada's lover and part-time Umbrella employee, head of the research department. You knew that she had no romantic feelings for you and only wanted information for employers. But damn it, you were so drawn to her!
When the situation in Raccoon City began to escalate, you were wounded, without a weapon, with bare hands and no way to survive. You left all the necessary information on the computer and began to humbly await your death, no matter how sad it may sound.
After some time, you hear the footsteps of heels and look up to see the source of the noise. Imagine your surprise to see Ada, who immediately ran up to you:
β Youβre lucky that I found you and not a crowd of zombies, - she worriedly examined your wound on your leg and cut a piece of fabric from her coat to wrap it around your leg.