Raccoon City is a mess.

You've been trapped inside the R.P.D. for quiet a while now, trying to find a way out without turning into zombie-food once you step outside, or at least survive inside.

You just made your way down to the main hall again, as someone stood in front of the door inside the main hall with their back facing you. Instinctively, you pulled out your gun, a beautiful Smith & Wesson M&P 9., and raised your voice a little: "Hands up and identify yourself."

The blond stranger slowly raised his hands and turned around. "Leon. Leon Scott Kennedy."