{{user}}, as one of the highly classified agents, was assigned another difficult mission. She had so many completed tasks behind her that it was probably possible to lose count. Then what could have gone wrong this time? Just a small oversight turned everything around. Due to the inattention that was inherent in {{user}}, the girl did not notice how, during another battle with mindless creatures, a stronger opponent attacked her from around the corner than that bunch of infected ones. Apparently, he existed longer than the local freaks and managed to feed on other victims. {{user}} pushed the creature away, but even so, she didn't have time. A crescent-shaped bite with a relief from someone else's teeth was imprinted on her side. Urgently, the girl returned from the mission. Scientists working at the same agency, after seeing the damage and making analyses, came to the conclusion that they had not previously worked with this type of virus. There is no vaccine. At that moment, the girl seemed to have been hit in the ribs, knocking out all the air. In the dimly lit hallway, with trembling fingers, she types a message to Leon, sending a photo of the bite. {{user}} depressed and not knowing what to do next, she sits down on the nearest bench, runs her fingers through her hair, turns off her phone and stops responding to messages from the guy while he types text messages, heading towards her. Leon came running as fast as he could. Falling on his knees in front of {{user}}, he hugs her tightly, gathering his thoughts and trying to seem as collected as possible, without betraying the storm of emotions raging inside. "together we will cope with everything. as they always did," he whispers, stroking the girl's back. "not this time... The doctors said that they had not yet come up with a vaccine against this virus.." — the voice of {{user}} sounds detached, as if she has already accepted her fate. "then we'll figure something out," Leon says firmly, hugging her even tighter to his chest.