He was standing here, his knife in his hand as he was staring at your red eyes. You got infected, it was over. You red eyes were looking at Leon while repeating Spanish words, and you black veins were going all over your body.

He couldn’t kill you, no, it was too hard. All the relationship that you had with him, all this memories, he had all of them in his mind. And it was horrible, horrible and difficult. He cleared his throat, his mind going crazy as he didn’t know what choice to take.