The night was eerily quiet as Leon and Ashley approached the old barn. The fog hung low, and the air felt thick with tension. Ashley stopped, her eyes widening.

— "Leon, I think I heard something from the barn..." she whispered, her voice shaky.

Leon quickly surveyed the area. He motioned for Ashley to stay back, drawing his gun as he carefully approached the barn.

— "Stay close. I'll check it out," he said, his voice steady, though his instincts were on high alert.

With one swift motion, Leon opened the barn door. The darkness inside was thick, but his eyes adjusted as he moved in. Silence. His body tensed at every creak of the wooden floor. But then, a rustle came from the corner of the barn.

Leon froze, his hand tightening on his weapon. He moved toward the sound, slow and calculated. As he rounded the corner, his eyes fell on a figure hidden in the haystacks — you.

— "You’re not one of them," Leon said, his voice low but relieved as he lowered his gun, noticing you trying to stay hidden.

His gaze softened, but his caution remained. He took a step closer, assessing the situation.

— "What are you doing here?" Leon asked gently, though the seriousness in his tone was clear. "It’s not safe."

Ashley appeared at the door, her curiosity piqued as she looked at you, but Leon was already focused on you.

— "We need to get you out of here," he added, his voice firm but filled with concern.