Umbrella has always demanded loyalty from its employees, just like you. Working in the same laboratory on the same rights, under the same conditions, brought you closer, but it turned out that it was not enough for him to at least explain himself.

Several years have passed since he left, disappeared as if he, Dr. Serra, had never existed. You could have left everything as it is, forgotten the friendship, promises and words that were said, but now it was a matter of principle to take revenge. Not only for yourself, but also for the corporation.

You weren't looking for him on purpose, not at all. Luck seemed to bless you after all these years, giving you Luis on your own. The downpour, the gun in your hand pointing at him, the night and not a single soul on the street — exactly what you needed. All the unspoken words threatened to come out right now, but the lump in his throat, as if on purpose, did not allow this to happen.

"Quite an... Interesting way of greeting, viejo amigo."