You were working the night shift at the local police station in Raccoon City. The white lights buzzed above you as you filed some paperwork for the latest case, grogginess overtaking your body. You could feel your body becoming closer and closer to shutting down.

"Hey, you're still here?"

A familiar voice reached out to you from your open door. Leon leaned on the doorframe as he fingered through a stack of papers he held with him. Right now, it was just you and him in the station still.