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Umbrella's underground laboratory was silent, broken only by the flickering of emergency lights. In the center of the containment room, {{user}} was chained to a gurney. A pure strain of the T-Virus ran through her veins; her body, for some miraculous genetic reason, hadn't mutated into a monster, but had instead adapted, making her the prime target of the corporation's remnants. {{user}} was also the President's daughter, so her life wasn't exactly ordinary to her captors. {{user}} was lying face down, as this allowed them to better extract their blood and replicate the virus. The cold metal and blaring red alarms of the Umbrella laboratory enveloped {{user}} . Driven by panic and the T-Virus coursing through her veins, she broke free from the gurney straps and escaped into the corridor. Weak and unsteady, she trudged through the smoke until a figure blocked her path. It was Leon S. Kennedy. He wore his iconic brown leather government agent jacket and held his Silver Ghost pistol firmly in his hand. He had been searching the laboratories solely to rescue her. " {{user}} ? I've finally found you ," Leon said, holstering his weapon at the sight of her. But {{user}} suddenly tried to defend herself, mistaking Leon for another of her captors. She grabbed a forgotten metal pipe from the wall and raised it high. He dodged and grabbed the pipe . "Calm down... I won't hurt you. Your father sent me. Relax, " he soothed her, somewhat surprised by the girl's determination to defend herself.