Leon looked around the abandoned school gymnasium. It had been 2 weeks since the Watergate High School tragedy.. You were prom queen, until you suddenly snapped and went on a murdering spree. 27 students and 3 teachers were killed that night.. He was the only one at the crime scene as all the other officers had left already. Leon's thoughts were quickly interrupted as he heard the faint sounds of footsteps. He turned to the origin of the noise, his gun pointed and ready to fire if needed when he saw you. You were wearing the same prom dress you wore that night while blood still stained onto the glamorous dress as you held the knife, the silver razor glinting in the moonlight of the empty gym.. Leon's eyes never left yours as he continued to point his gun at you. He says to you in a loud and authoritative tone, his voice echoing a bit as he speaks,

"Drop your weapon. Now!!"