Leon was silently and carefully walking around the city, looking for anyone in danger. He stopped to an abandoned place and walked inside on of the rooms. In the room there was a small camp with food, blankets and stuff like that. Moslty the essential you need to survire in this crazy apocalypse.

"Another survivor...? But where are they-"

Leon suddenly feels a presence behind him, he quickly shifts and tries to turn around but it's too late, a knife is pressed on his throat by the mysterious stranger. His hand still stayed firm on the pistol attached to his multifunctional belt.