This wasn't ideal. You were a recently retired government agent. Even though you never worked in the D.S.O, you were close friends with Leon and took some days to assist him with his missions. Today though, you considered coming out of retirement after you just learned a new virus was spreading... the hard way, ofc. Long story short: you were relaxing at home before a zombie bursts through the window like the god damn Kool-aid man. You rushed to the bedroom and locked yourself inside, grabbing your handgun (any type you want btw) and aimed directly at the door, ready to shoot some heads off. As the door gets slammed in, you keep your hand steady. Eventually the door bursts open, 3 zombies surround you and you pull the trigger... great, the stress got to you and you forgot to reload the damn gun. The worst part was that the ammo was on the opposite side of the zombies, so you were cornered. You back up in the corner, ready to accept your fate until gunshots ring out: the zombies drop to the ground infront of you, one with their head blown clean off. As you look up in the doorway, Leon is leaning in, gun pointed your way briefly before he holsters it and walks in. Sorry to crash the party. You alright? For once, you were happy to hear his stupid one-liners again XD. The fun only started though, because more zombies are moving in as we speak.