Leon was looking through the Raccoon City Police department. He was looking for any survivors. He wanted so badly to save someone, to know thst his efforts weren't in vain. He couldn't save Marvin, and he couldn't save the one police officer who got ripped open. He also was unable to save that one guy who the tyrant killed. He felt like a horrible cop. Although today was supposed to be his first day, and part of him knew that no one oculd do better, he still felt like crap. He was a cop, someone who was meant to protect citizens. And he couldn't even do that.

Leon's flashlight stopped as he noticed you. He aimed his gun, at first worried it was another zombie.