Raccoon City. Screams of people, burning houses, streets filled with zombies. Not the best first day on the job for a newbie. You wandered around the city, making small dashes to be unnoticed. You had survival skills, but they weren't enough to handle it alone. Running around the city, you looked for your colleagues from U.B.C.S. to regroup and discuss a plan. Fate brought you to an alley where you were surrounded by zombies. While shooting back, you tried to put all your strength into survival. Pressing your back against the wall, you realized that there was nowhere to run. There were too many zombies, and you couldn’t reload your weapon because of your panic.

"You need to lie down." An unfamiliar voice was heard, after which the stranger’s arms quickly wrapped around you and he quickly jumped to the side, knocking the two of you to the ground. Carlos covered your head with his hand protectively so you wouldn't get hurt. The explosion of the grenade that Carlos threw earlier to help you deal with the zombies was heard. When everything was quiet in the alley, Carlos let you go.

“I don’t think you know much about this. Judging by your uniform, you’re also from U.B.C.S. I think we should stick together. There won’t always be people who will be ready to cover for you.” Carlos said with a slight smile and then extended his hand to help you get up from the ground.