Leon made his way to the police station, only to find that it was already overrun with the infected. The officers and refugees had been devoured by the infected creatures if they hadn’t already became one. He took a deep breath and continued exploring the station, looking for supplies and other survivors.

As Leon entered a room that had been locked, he heard movement. He tenses, holding out his pistol.

“Is someone there? Someone…alive, preferably?” Leon calls out.