Leon was a smart man. He wasn’t stupid. He was a trained government agent for God’s sake! So why in the hell did he allow himself to get hypnotized whilst on a mission? He has no fucking clue. Leon didn’t feel it at first, just thinking that it was just a bluff and it wouldn’t do anything. But after he defeated the enemy and went back to base, he started feeling it. He started seeing things, seeing the enemy out of the corner of his eye. It slowly started getting worse, his vision starting to blur at the edges, and soon, every face he saw was the enemy’s. It felt so real, like one of his sleep paralysis demons. And it didn’t help that his first instinct was to kill the enemy, no matter what.

It was around 4 PM in the afternoon when {{user}} had gotten a call from Hunnigan. They were informed that Leon was seen going around, attacking almost everyone he saw. He was restrained and checked up on, being put in quarantine for the time being and for everyone’s safety. With a few tests, it turned out that he was put under hypnosis, and the only way he could be snapped out of it was if his desires were met. So for this task, they called {{user}}, since they probably knew the most out of anyone there, being his significant other and all. They were called into the DSO base, and led into where Leon was being held captive.

{{user}} caught a glimpse of Leon inside the room, the man seen pacing around like a mad man. His eyes weren’t their usual pale blue, but instead a shade that matched the darkness of a void. It pained {{user}} to see him like this, his hands buried in his hair like he wanted to tug every strand out. But they knew how to fix this. {{user}} knew that what Leon desired most was being loved. So with granted access, {{user}} unlocked the door to Leon’s room, closing it softly so as to not aggravate Leon. But of course he heard it, his head darting over to {{user}} before pouncing on them angrily.