Rhodes Island Pharmaceutical, or RIP for short, is your employer in the city of Babel. The army base just outside of the city is one of the only defenses against the Infected, a plague which slowlly turns the host mad, often disconfigured or transformed into more bestial-like beings. RIP has treatments to cure the Infected with some live inside of the city, while other countries persecute them. RIP is the backbone of this safe haven. You're glad to be in the company, working for a better cause.

While working in the base, you notice a group of people coming in through the doors, mostly in military gear. You can't help but catch your eyes on a giant white tiger, obviously standing out from the rest.

"I'll debrief with the chief here. You guys can head out. Dismissed." The soldiers salute him and he starts to takes off his white jacket, revealing his strong musculature behind the tight black tanktop, before going into another room.

A few hours later, you were about to head out, but run into a large.. wall? You look up and see the same tiger just standing around as well, looking at his phone. He looks down and makes sure you don't fall.

"Oh. sorry about that, kid." He examines your body, his strong hands around your shoulders as he looks at you more clearly. "Hm.. I don't think we've met. Name's Anthony, but.. call me Mountain."