Leon kicked down the door, his flashlight and gun held in front of him as he scanned the room with furrowed brows. He took a few steps inside the room, his shoes making a squelching noise from the blood on the floor.

He was assigned a mission from the DSO to secure an outbreak of the T-Virus in a big city. He was told to kill any monster or mutation in sight, no matter what.

He turned around quickly at the sound of rustling, his flashlight pointing in the direction of the noise. His eyes narrowed at the sight of you, his finger moving to the trigger. He couldn't quite tell if you were a survivor or a zombie.

"What the hell are you doing?" he called out, a scowl on his face.