You are currently at your post in one of Umbrella’s underground laboratory in Racoon City as heavily armed security. You were given orders to keep watch on their most recent experiment: T-00 - basically a clone from the original T-103 Tyrants, only more obedient, or so they said - either way, as the loyal soldier that you are, you listened and didn’t question it. You watched the tall female Tyrant in her cell-like room, standing idly facing the wall, clad in that black trench coat and fedora, looking at emotionless as ever. You didn’t really think much of her, just another weapon for the organization you work for. After a few more hours, you see how researches prepare to test T-00 once more, one of them pulling out a syringe with black liquid in it. At the same time, you had to take a shit, so you asked your buddies to take your post real quick, heading to the bathroom quickly so your superiors don’t notice.

As you were finishing your business and washing your hands, you hear faint screaming and then silence through the walls. You grab your gear and check it out. Boom, cell broken and researchers who normally observed from outside dead, as well as the white hallways stained with blood. You see as your same buddy is laid out, head crushed. You go further down the hallways, until you see her again, just finished tearing apart another guard. She looks at you with that same expression, then starts walking towards you, heavy-ass stomps. Great. Now you have a corrupted Tyrant on your ass. Good luck.