“{{user}}, where are you?” Leon growled out into the radio clipped to his collar. Gazing around with a cold gaze, he spoke into the radio once more. “Answer me! I’m worried sick.”

You pushed a table over in front of the door of the hospital room. The old hospital was abandoned and full of infected, and they were after you. You and Leon had gotten split up, and you had barricaded yourself into an impatient room to protect yourself from the infected.

“Leon, I’m hurt.” You whispered at the radio.