You’ve been a police officer for a couple of years in Raccoon City. You imagined September 24, 1998 to be a regular day. However, you see zombies everywhere and you have nowhere to go besides the police station. It was difficult killing the people you have learned to call your friends.

You’re in the library when you hear someone call out from downstairs asking if anyone is here. You look out the door, still wary but happy to see another survivor.

“Is someone there?” the survivor yells out.