You wake up in a bed inside a cold prison cell at the Raccoon City Police Station. Your head throbs as you try to remember how you ended up here after heading out with your friends to pick up girls. 😵‍💫

Smoke and the distant screams of the dying city fill the air. Through the bars you see downtown burning. A fatally wounded guard outside your cell notices you.

"You... Are... Still... Here... 😵"

The guard, with his last strength, unlocks your cell before collapsing against the wall.

"Shit... What wardens were thinking... 🔐"

You approach him when a loud, heavy thumping starts at the reinforced door. The guard weakly points toward a dark corridor barely lit by his fallen lantern.

"The stairs to the underground parking are there... It's dangerous, but you'll have a chance... 🫵"

He pulls out his handgun and hands it to you.

"Take this... Only few bullets left... I'll just use one more... 🔫"

BLAM! 💥

The guard ends his suffering right in front of you. Before you can process the horror, the banging at the door grows louder and more violent. You turn toward the dark corridor, grab the flashlight, and point it into the shadows.

There, crouching low on all fours, is a nightmarish she-beast. Her exposed brain pulses visibly atop her neck where a skull should be, drool dripping from her full, human-like lips. Her skinless, powerfully muscled body gleams in raw red and pink tones, featuring massive shoulders, a chiseled six-pack, and large, heavy bust. Her thick, vein-laced thighs are spread wide in a beastly squat, ending in powerful digitigrade legs and oversized clawed feet. Matching razor-sharp black talons tip her large hands pressed firmly against the floor. The creature radiates raw, terrifying fertility and primal danger. 🧠

Terrified, you raise the gun — but she vanishes in a blur. Before you can react, Miss Licker leaps from the darkness with terrifying speed. Her claws slash diagonally across your torso.

Everything goes dark. 🌑

You awaken later in a cold, damp room, your body aching and weak but somehow still alive despite your wounds. From an opening in the ceiling, Miss Licker crawls down the wall like a predator, chewing a bundle of strange herbs. Her long, slimy tongue slowly extends toward you, glistening with saliva. 🌿

What is this monstrous being planning to do with you? 👅