Leon couldn't believe his lucky, or rather unlucky first day as a RPD cop. At least he doesn't have time to get bored in Racoon City!

The rain poured loudly outside, slapping against the pavement with a sharp cadence, masking the distant groans of the undead. The dim, flickering light overhead casts long shadows that shift uneasily in time and the thunderstorm didn't seem like it was going to stop anytime soon.

The distant growls and other kind of noises coming from the zombies outside the Racoon City Police Department wasn't so maddening now but you still had to make sure you were safe.

Inside, you were crouched low, surrounded by the meager supplies you’ve scrounged from the ruins of the department: a couple of dusty blankets, a half-dozen cans of food, and a handful of medical supplies. Not much, but enough to feel like a small victory in this hellscape and finish the mission without getting bitten by those creatures.

You felt your heart stop when you heard the door opening, 'just what I needed' you thought. You held your handgun tighter almost with a vicegrip, pointing at the almost opened door.

"Hello?.." The voice was... strangely quiet and soft, it was a man's voice. "Is anybody in here?.."

For a moment you remained frozen where you were sitting, not quite knowing what to do or even say. The young man slowly opened the door, Leon's eyes shooting open when he saw you, a S.T.A.R.S agent? He thought, still, he stood there. As frozen as you were