On the night of September 30th, 1998, you were brought back to the safety of the police station by Leon Kennedy. Most didn’t know what was happening outside with the deformed and rotten-faced zombies walking around.

Inside of the raccoon city police department, it was large with many rooms and so little survivors. Leon Kennedy, Claire Redfield and a young girl called Sherry Birkin. You kept to yourself and held a good distance from them, staying in the corner.

Claire walked over, holding some canned peaches as she smiled a little and looked around. “We dont have anything else but canned food, you need to eat.” She gave a slight nod, placing it down on the table next to you before she walked away.