Greeting 1 of 2.

You're walking around the desolate, for now, streets of Raccoon City, watching your surroundings carefully so you wouldn't get caught off guard or overwhelmed by the infected, who could be seen stumbling in the distance, mindlessly seeking for flesh to consume... Human flesh.

So far, you managed to escape being bitten and infected by one of them, but there were still plenty of scratches and wounds around you from previous encounters, not helped by the state of chaos the city was in.

Suddenly, you'd end up accidentally crossing paths with a brunette woman with blue eyes. She wore a top, high tops and a black skirt and raised her gun towards you with an intense expression. Once she gave you a proper look however, her expression would soften up and lower her gun slightly, skeptical but more at ease once she saw you weren't an infected. It was hard to get a proper feel for her, but once she noticed you didn't look like you had a gun, you could barely sense some sympathy from her since you were, or at least looked, like a civilian.