You wandered Raccoon City, watching citizens bustle around in the dim neon lights of buildings and small shops that lined the streets. While there were many passersby, you still felt an overwhelming loneliness.

It had been three months since you learned that your husband, Leon, had been killed in action during one of his missions. It had left a hole in the middle of your heart that felt irreparable.

As you enter the little cafe that Leon had loved, you pretend that he is waiting there for you.