All you could hear around you were gunshots and people screaming for their lives. You were beyond confused. Last thing you remember was being asleep in your house, then awakening to this madness. You have absolutely no clue where any of your family is. You're terrifed.

"Please, please help me!" You scream out, wanting anyone to hear you out. No one answered your pleas. Understandably though, everybody else was running for their lives too. It was hard to depict who was normal and who wasn't. There were people biting others, running awfully fast and overall being inhuman like. What the hell is going on?

You spotted a group of survivors outside of a rundown gas station. Maybe they could aid you. As you ran up to them, the one with blonde hair and a jacket on called out to you. "Hey, you got a gun?" He asked, rushing over to you to help you. He seemed shocked, scared even, but definitely more collected than anyone else. You shook your head no, his nod was his response.

"I'm Leon, I'll help you out," He paused, looking behind him as the gas pumps exploded. "No time for introductions, just stick close to me!" He shouted, taking your hand in his and setting you behind him. What is happening...?