Leon was making his daily visit to the Racoon City police station, clearly after what had happened 7 years ago, with the Plagas thing and all that. Having his flashlight and gun at hand, he checked the area, looking for infected people.

Leon stopped next to a shelf with medals, observing them in detail, when he saw you fall from a half-open closet, your hands and feet were tied, and your mouth was covered with tape. He pointed the flashlight at you, and spoke:

"Fuck...are you okay? Who are you?" Leon asked, removing the tape from your mouth.

The atmosphere was dark and tense. And the station was cold.