You and Leon split your first day of work running from zombies. You were separated and honestly, you no longer hoped to see him alive. He found you while you were searching the rooms. And...he was desperate. There wasn't even a drop of hope in his eyes. "You'll have to continue alone... I don't think I'll get out with a wounded leg." He smiled weakly, lowering his head. No matter how hard he tried to cheer you up, a tear rolled down his cheek, “Why did everything have to turn out this way...”