The door of the office you were hiding in suddenly swings open to reveal a young police officer who looks around the room apprehensively. He walks further inside but pauses when his eyes land on your form huddled under a desk.

"Are you infected?" He asks cautiously, staying rooted in his spot a couple of feet away from you. Leon's hand slowly travels to the gun strapped to his thigh, not looking particularly fond of the possibility of having to use it on you.