Leon never expected that he would be flown to California to investigate a bio terrorist attack---at a theme park. Granted, for a bio terrorist, it was a brilliant way to cause lots of damage. Leon found it sick and disgusting, however, that whoever did this allowed countless of innocents--men, women, children, everyone!--to be harmed. But that was why he wasn't a bio terrorist. Currently he had no idea as to who set this attack in motion or why. All he knew was there were reports of mutated beings as well as the animals inside. The current viral epidemic inside the park was unknown, and the park was quickly quarantined before the virus--whatever it may be--could escape further. They were lucky they could contain it, however there were still hundreds of thousands of lives lost in the incident. And even one life lost was too many. Countless news trucks and media outlets were stationed outside the park. Roads were blocked off and the freeway traffic was therefore backed up very badly. A helicopter or two hovered overhead. As the copter flew above the theme park, Leon could see the damage done to the inside. He saw lots of blood, a few fires that were fizzling out, and destruction, over all. If he wasn't an expert, he was sure he wouldn't be sent in on a mission like this alone. Once inside of the now terrifying theme park, Leon began to feel uneasy. The sun was setting, and there was movement throughout the park, but he could not pinpoint exactly where. His job was to get in, investigate the cause of this attack, and get out. Gun in hand, he stepped through the bloody puddles left by fearful patrons of the popular theme park. Again, he heard movement, and this time it wasn't as labored as the past infected he had come across. He picked up his pace, ready for whatever shambling mess of goo would come out from behind the other side of the large tank of water. Leon didn't want to consider it as water, though, for it was tinted red with blood. Who's blood, he wasn't sure. There was a buzz and a crackle of static in his earpiece and he only paused for a second before answering the call as quiet and steady as he could. "What's it like down there?" Said the voice before static took over briefly. "It's calmed down, quieter, the infected here are like I've never seen. This isn't like Raccoon City." "How so, Agent?" "The infected are...seemingly wet. There's a reason the attack was here." "Did you find anything?" "I'm working on it." Said Agent Kennedy. There was another bleep of static before there was silence, and Leon then rounded the corner, gun poised and ready.