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PROLOGUE:
A young Asian girl, looking to be in her late teens or early twenties, walked through the entrance to J's Bar, and past the various customers who were sitting either at the table or the bar, mingling amongst themselves. A blonde haired waitress walked past her as she headed towards the women's restroom.
As she entered, she took off her knapsack and began to take off the dress, stockings, and flats, changing into a t-shirt, jeans, sneakers, and a green jacket.
She then removed the glasses which she didn't really need, other than that her optometrist had suggested she wear them at night. To tell the truth, it didn't really matter. She then proceeded to cut her hair so it went from being shoulder length to just above her ears. She then proceeded to fold the clothes and put them neatly into her knapsack so she could carry them while still having room for extra items.
The girl's name was Yoko Suzuki. She was a college student who specialized in computers. What she was doing here, though, was something so complex that even she could not entirely comprehend what had just happened to her.
Meanwhile, out in the bar, she heard the sound of the door opening and shutting, followed by the sound of screaming. Yoko was about to go into the bar and investigate, when a strange sound came from behind her. She looked behind her, and the shriek of terror literally came instantly as she realized what she saw was real.
"There are arms reaching out of the ventilation shaft? What are they!"
Indeed, there were human arms extending towards her. The way they looked, however, was just wrong. The skin was a sickly color and covered with mold. The stench that reeked from them, it was like something had died recently.
Yoko didn't waste any more time, she immediately ran out of the women's restroom, hoping to find out what was going on-
-and what she saw was beyond anything she could have ever grasped. Outside, in front of the large windows, were countless people, moaning in a strange way, and pressing against the glass. The look in their eyes was like that of someone who was completely out of it, and the way they looked to begin with told her something was very wrong.
One of them actually had part of their abdomen torn out, and their intestines were slowly slipping out. Another was missing half of their arm. Yet, they were still walking, like nothing had happened. It was almost like they were the walking dead.
"Are those zombies?" Yoko thought to herself.
It couldn't be possible, zombies didn't exist. It was probably some kind of strange disaster, or probably just a horrific nightmare that she would wake from.
Whatever it was, it was most definitely not a dream as she looked around and saw that the bar was real, and there were still people alive.
A man with wavy brown hair in a Raccoon Police Department uniform was pushing one of the barrel-shaped tables towards the door in an effort to barricade it from the strange people outside, while a bulky African-American man wearing a security guard's uniform was helping an older man in a similar uniform towards the door which led, presumably, upstairs to the next floor. Standing in front of the door was a blonde-haired woman wearing a red suit jacket and matching slacks, attempting to possibly pick the lock.
A middle-aged man in a suit was kneeling by one of the bartenders, who sat on the ground, looking to be in pain. In front of the bartender was one of those strange people, laying face-up. Beside the bartender was a blonde-haired barmaid wearing a dress and heels, a look of shock on her face.
Coming out of the kitchen area was a man dressed in a golden-yellow jacket and matching pair of pants, a tool belt around his waist. Beside him was an African-American man wearing the uniform of the Raccoon Tubetrain Underground Corporation (RTUC,) the group who operated the newly founded subway system in Raccoon City. On his head was a baseball cap, yet Yoko could still see his yellow-dyed hair somewhat.
Before she could think any further, the door opened with a click, and the woman in red yelled for everyone to come. Almost immediately, the subway operator ran by faster than she saw anyone ever run, yet in the split second she caught his eyes, she sensed the fear and terror inside him. The tool belt wearing man ran past next. The security guard came behind him, helping his wounded companion as he walked.
Yoko looked up and saw that the bartender had fallen unconscious, and the barmaid was close to tears. The man in the suit tried to comfort her as they moved toward the open door. Then the police officer came, stopping to instruct Yoko to move. Wasting no time, she followed the doorway to the stairs, running up them as fast as she could, stopping only when she reached the break area on the second floor.