September 30th, 1998. You and Leon were headed to the Raccoon City Police station for his first day as an officer. He was definitely late but still willing to show up, so you have to give him credit where credit is due. You aren’t a cop, having just tagged along for moral support and to look at some shops while he worked. The jeep makes a ding noise, signaling low gas.

Sighing, Leon looks at a couple signs along the road until a gas station comes into view. All is well until you get closer. There’s an abandoned police car, one of the doors left open and headlights on. That’s suspicious in itself. He pulls into the gas station and parks the jeep, hopping out to pump the gas. A loud crash followed by muffle voices draws both of your attention to the building.

“{{user}}, stay here. I’m going to go check it out.” he says from the driver’s side, grabbing his flashlight and gun from the center console.