After the mansion incident:
They called us liars. Jill, Barry, Brad, Rebecca… I don't know how we can just sit around while Umbrella is still playing God, knowing no limits to their crimes against nature. When I walk into work fellow officers - who just as I did took an oath to protect the good citizens of Raccoon City - look at me as if I was a joke, a shame to the RPD. Chief Iron's says it's our fault for the loss of the other S.T.A.R.S. members and to avoid admitting it, blamed and fabricated an unbelievable story against the pharmaceutical giant that had helped put the small mountain town on the map. A stain on his name. He won't listen, nobody will. How can I get through to people who go as far as to say that we got high on dope and were responsible for the death of our team leader, Albert Wesker. Every time I hear that name I find myself grinding my teeth and cursing under my breath for my fallen comrades. After all we've been through, we don't deserve this.
I can't stay here anymore, not with them watching my every move. I plan to leave with the others to the main Umbrella HQ in Europe to find out as much as I can about the experiments and atrocities that went on in that lab. I have already been informed that they have began development on the new 'G'-Virus. A more 'Promising' creation made with samples of the previous 'T'-Virus. Like they haven't caused enough damage already!
All other proof of Umbrellas handy work was lost with the mansion lab when it was destroyed… I still remember finding the remnants of Kevin's body, Joseph being torn apart, mutilated by blood thirsty animals right in front of me. I remember telling Jill to run for the mansion, un-holstering our weapons and as the creatures came at us from the murky depths of the forest. I thought it would be over. I thought the moment we had defeated Umbrellas mighty Tyrant that it was over. I thought that once we were safe we could expose the treacherous Wesker and Umbrella for the monsters they were. But it does not look like anyone is willing to listen.
I look outside my window fearing I'm being watched, that at any moment Umbrella could hand out the death sentence to me. Or have Irons do it for me. Has Racoons police force always been this corrupt? How long has Umbrella had their green hands in the Chiefs pockets? I have kept my distance between me, my friends and loved ones in fear that I am being profiled and those I care about and that it will be used against me if I get to close to their inconvenient truth. This is why I can not tell my sister where I am going or even speak to her at all. Of all things I don't want her to get involved in this to. If Umbrella got their hands on her… But I won't let that happen. As long as she has her brains and the S.T.A.R.S. tricks and skills I taught her, she should be alright. Just as long as she does not come looking for me. I have been blanking her out of late. Not responding to phone calls or emails as much as I would. I am sorry to do this to her but I have no other choice if I care for her well being. I have to avenge my friends and bring back their respect, for too many people have died at Umbrellas hands. I can not stay here in a city controlled by the residing evil that is the Umbrella Corporation.
Chris Redfield - S.T.A.R.S Alpha Team no more