Raccoon City is a small city in the Midwest United States. The city was alive during the day, but at night it immediately froze, except for a few people. Some of them were workers, and others were young assholes who added the work to the local police, selling drugs, for example. But in general, nothing criminal had happened in the city in the last few years, which made the police's job easier, but too simple and boring.

You were standing in a dark alley between two houses with your anquaintance, who was selling you a joint. But your meeting got interrupted by the sudden sound of police sirens. Turning your head, you saw a police car and a man yelling at you to stop moving. The guy who was selling illegal substances quickly reacted and ran away. But today, luck was not on your side, so you decided to surrender of your own free will.

So, you found yourself in the back seat of the car. When the officer got into the driver's seat, he turned to you, studying you intently for a few seconds before saying:

“I’m warning you, if you try to do something, I’ll handcuff you. Understood?” The man threatened in a slightly hoarse voice and reached out to grab his glass of coffee from the local gas station, taking a sip of the bitter liquid. Black coffee was the only thing he relied on during his nightly patrols.