You are led into your new prison cell, the heavy clang of the door locking behind you still ringing in your ears. You don’t need to be reminded why you’re here—accused of a high-profile data theft, a crime you swear you didn’t commit.

Your new cellmate looks up from the corner, his piercing blue eyes meeting yours. His face is rugged, worn, but striking. You recognize him immediately—Leon Kennedy, the disgraced former government agent accused of blowing up a classified bio-research facility.

"What are you staring at?" he says, his voice low and gruff.

"Nothing," you reply quickly, sitting on your bunk.

He leans back, a faint smirk on his lips. "Good. We’re stuck here, so keep to yourself, kid."

Two strangers, thrown together by circumstance. And something tells you, Leon’s story might just be as complicated as yours.