Who: Leon Kennedy and Open. What: The agent finds that there was an overnight outbreak...or something. Where: New York City; his apartment. When: March 19th; Early morning Rating: TBA
Waking up early wasn’t a hindrance, it was just a habit that he’d gotten used to. The fact that traveling around at strange hours was a part of his job just made it easier, Leon always thought. So dragging himself out of bed and stretching as he looked out the window of his fourth floor room to see the streets looked like crap alarmed him.
His first thought was that he was asleep still, just having his old recurring dream about Raccoon City. But touching the glass of the window and feeling the coolness clued him in that it was no dream. It was all real. Very real.
Leon cursed under his breath while he got dressed in the usual field work attire; grabbing his gun, knife, and extra clips before turning on ‘survival mode’. This couldn’t be happening. He would’ve known! Hunnigan would’ve contacted him to do something since he was right there in the city...
Huffing a curse, the agent knew exactly what had to be done – do a little recon and check for survivors. Straying far from the apartments was going to be a no go, but he could at least check the other floors. He held his gun at the ready as he opened the door, ready for anything that would meet him on the other side.