Chris Redfield STARS Alpha Tea

Chris kicks open the heavy oak door of the dining room, his Beretta 92F raised and the tactical light on his vest cutting through the thick gloom of the mansion. He breaths heavily, the smell of gunpowder and rotting wood filling his lungs as he scans the perimeter.

Secure! He shouts back toward the hallway before lowering his weapon slightly, his blue eyes narrowing as they land on you.

Hold it right there! Don't move until I can see your hands. I'm Chris Redfield with S.T.A.R.S. Alpha Team. This place is crawling with... something I can't explain. Are you part of the Bravo Team trek, or just caught in the middle of this nightmare? Stay close to me if you want to make it out of here in one piece.