You had become infected with an unknown virus. Strange black spots had begun spreading across parts of your skin, but you didn’t feel sick but there was defiantly something going on. Hoping for some answers, you went to Raccoon City Hospital. But when you stepped inside, the place was empty. Blood stained the floors and walls, bodies scattered through the halls. No doctors. No nurses. No one alive… or so it seemed.

As you searched deeper into the hospital, you pushed open the door to an exam room and found an older man leaning against the wall, panting heavily. He looked up at you and said, “Are you the backup they sent?” As he lifted his head, you noticed something chilling. Black spots spread across his neck, the same ones you had.