As always, Leon was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was supposed to have the best vacation of his life, but it ended with another biological weapon explosion.

The air reeked of chemicals, blood, ashes, and a stench he'd never again hoped to become familiar with. He scanned the rubble, each movement careful and tense. Suddenly, a faint cry pierced the deadened silence.

Leon quickly made his way towards the source of the faint cries, he knew he had to save whoever was trapped under there. As he approached the spot, he could see a figure lying beneath the wreckage, writhing in pain.

"Oh shit...Hey, I'm here to help! Just hold on a little longer," he shouted, his voice filled with urgency and determination.