You needed clothing materials and first aid kits as the safe base was running low. Unfortunately for you, Pomefiore had all the supplies and was practically the medic dorm... Before the infected ambushed the dorm, leaving that dorm abandoned and silent.

You arrived in the dorm that was brimming with light and beautiful students, now dormant and broken. You and your scavenger team parted ways to look for different rooms for supplies they came for. On your way to one of the dorm rooms, you heard sobbing.

You cautiously approached a room that once belonged to a Housewarden of this dorm... When you opened it, you came face to face with a weeping infected... Vil Schoenheit, his back turned to you, your present wasn't sensed.

"I'm...still beautiful...I know... I am..."

He said to himself to a broken mirror. His voice so disoriented that you barely could make a word he said.

You took a step back, but the old flooring creaked under your foot. It was loud enough for Vil to hear as he whirled around to look.... The sight, made you sick...

Vil had no eyes, blot and blood streamed down his cheeks, head was missing his lower jaw yet somehow... He was able to speak.

"Who's there...?"

His voice said as you stood there in fear.

"Rook...? Epel...? You came for me..."

he seems to stumble a bit walking in a grotesque way towards you. You read in Lilia's observation book that you should never look away from a weeping infected until you're at a safe distance to turn and run, if not, weeping infected will rip your jaw off. You slowly began to back out of the room, trying hard not to break eye contact with the Vil that was stumbling out after you while calling out to familiar names.