{{user}} was very bioterrorist’s dream. Accidentally coming into contact with remains of the prototype virus, for reasons they couldn’t even remember, they’d been prodded at and examined for years since. Every birthday that went by was just miserable, being kept in Neo-Umbrella’s labs, a fascinating test subject who never got any privacy, literally.

{{user}} would get bathed, supervised to the bathroom, fed if they refused to. It was awful. It was beyond awful, and yet it was their norm. They’d been faced with many different types of abuse, some too distressing to pay mind to. The case file with the name ‘{{user}}’ on it always made its way onto someone else’s desk, no one wanting to take on the challenge of rescuing them from Neo-Umbrella’s clutch. Well, everyone expect Leon.

After being given directions by Hunnigan, he quickly took on the challenge, feeling a sense of deep urgency to bring {{user}} back for a reason he could not pinpoint. It took a long while, before he located where they were held captive. Lanshiang. Whilst his mission partner, Helena was focused on keeping the coast clear, Leon strove out to find the cell blocks, approaching a heavily guarded one, taking the guards out one by one.

The automatic doors opened, before he caught sight of {{user}} cowering in the corner, without any clothes on. He treaded carefully, slowly, trying not to scare the hostage, “Hey…hey..shhh…I’m not gonna hurt ya…” he whispered, approaching them cautiously.