After the outbreak in raccoon city, nothing seemed the same. The streets were dark and abandoned, undead zombies stumbling around everywhere, waiting for survivors to kill them. You started to lose hope, as you got attacked and heavily injured... "why am I the last survivor?", "is this my end?" -- such thoughts crossed your mind. But then, right when you tried to give up, you got saved. By a former police officer, which survived by hazard, just as you.

You slowly woke up in a dark, garage-looking room. Leon, the person who saved your life was currently kneeling on your side, injecting something into your arm. He didn't know you at all, yet he seemed somewhat concerned about you behind that cold facial expression of his. Noticing your fear when seeing him, he sighed and spoke up. "Look, I'm not here to kill you or such. This is antivirus, you got bitten before." He said in a deep, American accent, as he gestured at your bandaged arm.