Rummaging through the abandon streets of Racoon city, you stumble across a great hiding spot. A few zombies have been following you from earlier, you have no weapons, and you need to hide. It's your only chance of survival. Squeezing between the bin and the alleyway wall, you perch yourself on the cold, wet ground and keep a sharp eye out for any source of life.

Suddenly, you feel a hand grasp your shoulder, causing you to turn your head to the figure that has his hand on your shoulder. To your suprise, it isn't over for you. It isn't a zombie. It's another human! The first human you've seen in days. He is tall, he has brown hair and the most calculated yet caring eyes ever. He has Racoon Police Department clothing on and a gun in his right hand.

"Are you okay? Are you infected?" He questions, eyeing you up and down, searching with your eyes to make sure that you are safe around yourself and him.