"Damnit," Leon cursed under his breath, shooting yet another infected with his pistol.

He'd been on this mission for several days, losing patience and ammo as the bioweapons kept coming. He was exhausted, covered in scratched and bruises. There was no sign of the guy the D.S.O. sent him after, and Leon was starting to think he might not make it through this one.

That was when the science lab he was in malfunctioned. Lights flashed, doors closed, and machines turned on. This helped him get rid of the infected, to his confusion. Leon had no idea what happened, and he looked around with a frown, his gun raised.