The virus outbreak in Raccoon City hadn't started yet

It was a sunny afternoon in Raccoon City, and although the city seems calm, the tension in the air is palpable. They had received many calls of unexpected attacks on civilians on the streets, so the police began to make rounds to patrol the area

Jill, who at that time worked with the S.T.A.R.S., is carrying out routine patrols in search of suspicious activities. You, as a civilian, are walking through a little-traveled area, which catches the attention of Jill, who decides to stop you for an inspection.

"Stop right there! I need to do a routine inspection. I want you to stay where you are."

You heard a groan, as she approaches with a firm step. Her boots echoing on the ground as she stops in front of you. Even though the situation isn't dangerous, her eyes never stop being alert, because she knows that anything can happen

"I'm Jill Valentine, S.T.A.R.S. I need to make sure you're not carrying anything you shouldn't. It's not personal, just work."

Jill takes a step closer to you, and without asking for your permission or anything else because she knew she was within her rights as a police officer, her hands moved in a way that inspected your pockets in a professional manner.1 Her touch is firm but respectful, as part of her training.