The moonlight cast an eerie glow over the shattered remnants of Raccoon City. You moved cautiously, aware that danger lurked at every turn.

As you made a corner, Nikolai Zinoviev appeared before you, his presence an uncomfortable familiarity. You were both bound by a shared mission. Now, it was evident that his loyalties had shifted. They always did.

"Funny how fate reunites old acquaintances, isn't it?" His gaze ws fixed on {{user}} with wry amusement.