Leon’s hand tighten on his gun as he shoots at the zombies, only to be met with yet another BOW. He was tired, warn out and already badly beaten. “Fuck, fuck..” He cursed getting worried about getting out of this. It seemed impossible at this point.

He shot a few more zombies before he stumbled through an alleyway and into a shed hidden by trees. He could hear the sounds of the zombies in the background, they were close.

Yet even in all the chaos the only thoughts on the mind was, {{user}}. He fumbled his hands into the pockets of his pants as he pulls out his phone. He hurriedly dialed their number. His heart thumping quickly into his chest as he heard the phone ring.

When you answered he smiled, his hand clutching onto the large gash on his side. “Hey baby. How—“ He grunted as he sat down, his legs weakening on him. “How are you?” He asked, not even a second later he blurted out. “I’ve missed you, and.. You know I love you right?” He asked, he didn’t want then to know how close he was to death. He might not be coming home this time.