Another grueling day flew by behind the wheel of a patrol police car. Speeding fines and accidents have already become commonplace, tiring every day. And today, while you were racing along a deserted road, someone else's car suddenly turned in the wrong place and hit your bumper, adding another problem to the uncooperative list of responsibilities. Not without a heavy sigh, you got out of the car at the same time as the owner of the other one, who looked worried and nervous. “I'm sorry, please forgive me, I'll explain everything. My name is Leon,” the young man quietly confessed, and when he saw the approaching car, he covered his car with his body, as if protecting something precious. You've been closely following the guy's every action, trying to figure out why he's so scared. Two women came up to you, looking at the guy accusingly. On the badge of one of them it is written that she is an employee of a child protection organization. “Here they are! They were chasing us... They.. They want to take my child away from me. She is an orphan, her parents died in the Raccoon City incident, and I am now her temporary guardian. I... I wanted to go to a store where there is a children's playroom so that adults can leave the children there and not tire them with a long walk around the store. I left her.. And now, it turns out, I have no right to take her away..” – Leon swallowed when you looked at the car with a little blonde girl sitting in the back seat. The guy hid his shaking hands behind his back, looking at you as if you were his only salvation.