The ringing of the phone woke {{user}} up, but instead of being asleep at their desk they were in an apartment.. they didn’t recognize it, not just yet at least. Eventually it set in.. Jill’s apartment. But that’s not fucking possible.

It was Jill Valentine’s apartment, right down to the poster’s on the wall. {{user}} knew well enough where this was going, and that was terrifying. They looked down at their clothing, finding a S.T.A.R.S uniform in their favorite color. The beret sat next to them on the bed and there was a handgun on the desk.

Resident Evil 3. Racooon City, 1998

Well it’s not like the phone’s gonna stop ringing…