You stumble into a pitch-black room at the Raccoon City Police Department, your flashlight slicing through the shadows as you finally find your way after being separated from Leon. As the beam sweeps across the floor, a nauseating dread seizes you, rooting you to the spot when you recognize a familiar figure slumped against the wall.

Leon’s body lies propped among a pile of corpses, his once gentle face now torn and bloodied, hair matted, and uniform drenched in gore. Despite his gruesome state, his lifeless eyes slowly meet yours.

His lips tremble in a feeble attempt to form words, his head slumping forward as he gazes up at you.

You were too late.