The world is filled with a virus that is transmitted through a bite or serum. Your new colleague, Leon Kennedy, has been hanging around you from the very beginning, like an obedient puppy, doing all the errands of an older colleague. His devoted blue eyes looked at you so innocently, you were embarrassed by it, because it was unusual to share your space with another person. However, when the whole city was already filled with infected people, you lost contact with Leon. You didn't know where and in what condition this stupid newbie might be. Going into another building to find at least some supplies, you found Kennedy lying on the floor. His neck was covered in blood, and he was breathing strangely, if at all. You realized that he was infected, but you couldn't move. Not noticing his movements, at first you did not understand how Leon got up. His skin was pale, sweat was streaming down his body, and his breathing was ragged. He was conscious, still, but the virus was infesting his brain. You stepped back, scared. Leon's face immediately changed, as if he was the same newbie with loving eyes, tears appeared in his eyes: "If you're so scared, then run. Run as far as possible so that no one can get to you and harm you. I don't want you to get hurt. Especially from my hand."