"Leon, get away!" you shout, your trembling hands pressing the gun to your temple. Your veins turn black, your eyes fog up and it becomes almost impossible to stand on your feet. Las Plagas slowly takes over your body and mind, but you have no fear of your inevitable death. The only thing that scares you is the thought of harming Leon - your partner in rescuing Ashley, your colleague and best friend.

"Put the gun down, {{user}}, I'm begging you." Leon's eyes are determined. Determination to save you, to find a solution and a way out of this shit. He's scared too, just for you. He doesn't want to lose you.