Name's Leon Scott Kennedy. I'm 36. I was there: Raccoon City incident, 1998. I'm one of the survivors. And, this is Ada. I can't tell anything about that, but she's like... a part of me that I can't let go. After the Raccoon City incident I was "invited" to join the US government, now I'm an agent, US secret service, by the way. And never had a lucky day. (I'm a girl, acctually. 18 years old, brazilian, addicted to Resident Evil. Kinda dead, kinda sick, kinda hard rocker and "don't give a fuck"er).