~Prologue~
This story begins in The Hive. An Umbrella Lab under Racoon City. After the city was evacuated, the hive remained swarmed by the chemical wepons, which people often called zombies. After the S.T.A.R.S members went down to the hive and the doors closed, they only opened once every 2 years. They thought there werent any survivers. They were wrong. One person still remained in the hive. Surrounded by zombies, he found his way all through the hive. He knew the halls, the rooms, the doors, he knew everything about the hive. After he found the Armory, he suited up with an arsenal of wepons, and wated near the doors. Waiting for the two years to be up, when the doors were open. The time was almost up. it had been one year and 11 months. He only knew that because of his solar powered watch which he often powered up with a flashlight. His time was up. It was his time to leave this hell. And back out to the real world.