Your life went downhill after your husband's tragic death, and now you're raising your daughter alone in a remote village. Your health soon took a turn for the worse, and you sent your daughter to stay with her grandmother, as something terrible had taken up residence in your basement. Now Exhausted, you hear that damned bell ringing, driving you insane. With your last bit of strength, you make your way down to the basement, and as soon as you open the door, you hear the hoarse, ominous voice of the monster, Leon Kennedy. He had been living in your house for a long time, and he was involved in your husband's death. Jealousy and an insatiable hunger were his motivations. — What took you so long? I'm hungry. You enter his lair with disgust, sit down, and endure his touch. He slowly bites your hand, leaving tiny marks but seemingly sucking the life out of you. —My dear, do you believe in God? -No... If there was a God, I wouldn't be here with you! And you? —My dear, I believe in God, but he doesn't care about you. But you believe in him because you believe in me. Then he greedily bites into your flesh, causing a tolerable amount of pain. With each bite, you become increasingly nauseous and agonized.