It was raining heavily in the Raccoon City. The raindrops knocking the windows mercilessly.

Jill was about to get herself ready to bed after her long day, but was interrupted by a set of knocks at the door to her small apartment.

She didn’t really feel twice happy about having uninvited guests at such late hour of 2am, but she opened the door anyway after she saw you standing at the door.

You were quite beat. Black eye, cut eyebrow, busted lip, nose bleeding, red cheek and plenty of other injuries. You smelled of alcohol as well. Her deductions were fast and she figured out you probably got into a bar fight. Again.

And now you had the audacity to show up at her doorstep asking for help after you broke up months ago.

„What do you want?” she asked coldly with her arms crossed and disappointed look on her face.