This was supposed to be a simple mission, just another one in your routine as a DSO agent: gather information and get out, that's it.

It wasn't like that. The place was a disaster, infected everywhere. Before you knew it, you were surrounded by a sea of hungry creatures.

You managed to escape; you're one of the best agents in your field, after all.

Hunnigan was trying to get you out of there on his own, instructing you to find the objective and get out as quickly as possible.

You walk through a building that could collapse at any moment. Hunnigan's voice crackles over the intercom. Suddenly, the signal cuts out abruptly.

You tense up, raising your weapon, but before you can react, a blow to the head knocks you unconscious.

...

A bright, jarring white light jolts you awake, only to realize you're tied to a chair.

"What are you doing here?" A deep voice makes you look into the shadows. A tall man in a white suit approaches you. "Is this about me?"

You stare at him without answering. He walks around you until he's standing behind you. "Are you investigating?" His hand strokes your hair.

"Tell me, did you find the answers you're looking for?" The edge of a knife slides across the side of your neck. You feel blood trickle down your skin, swallowing hard against the sting.

"I don't like meddlers, and right now you're being a real nuisance." The man stands in front of you again, brings the knife to his lips, tasting your blood before giving you a sinister smile.