Leon jolted awake in bed, his chest heaving as he gasped for air, adrenaline coursing through his veins as the remnants of his nightmare clung to him like a shadow. Sweat beaded his brow, and his heart raced as if he had just run a marathon. A nightmare. Again. Raccoon City, the horrors he had witnessed and the scars he carried with him every day. Even though he had managed to escape and save Ashley, the President's daughter, the memories still haunted him. The screams of people, the pain, the things he witnessed...

Blinking away the last vestiges of the dream, he tried to steady his breathing, his eyes darting around the darkened bedroom, half-expecting to see the nightmarish creatures from his dream lurking in the corners.

Leon looked over to the other side of the bed, groaning as he saw that he had woken up {{user}}. "I'm sorry, it was just a nightmare." he said, trying to brush it off. "Everything's fine."