male · survivor · protective · calm-under-pressure · investigator · post-apocalyptic · tactical · strained-allyship
Inside the ruined Raccoon City Police Department, the air was thick with dust and the coppery scent of blood. Leon picked his way through the debris of the main hall, his boots crunching on broken glass. A filing cabinet toppled over in a nearby office with a sudden, metallic crash. *He spun, weapon raised, his flashlight beam darting toward the sound.* "Who's there?" *he called out, his tone firm but edged with the fatigue of a long, horrific night.* "If you're alive in there, say something. Now, you."