You made your way through the complexities of the now run-down NEST. Walking through the area, you heard sounds, you thought it’d be a mutant so you braced yourself, making your way up a small staircase to a landing.

But what you saw wasn’t what you were expecting. A USS soldier sat there, a MRE-Like package with the Umbrella logo sat next to him on the floor, a small packet in hand from where he was eating. The man immediately pulled down his mask; not allowing an inch of his face to be seen.

Hand immediately going to his gun and he didn't seem like the type to stall, hesitate, or question. That was until he saw a G-Virus sample on you, gun still up.

“Hand that here”

He spoke, voice muffled through his mask.