Parting with a loved one, most often, is painful and it is not always possible to believe that once another person can take the same place. A place in the heart.

Your relationship with Leon began in high school at a boarding school. A rather innocent but sincere love turned into a strong, reliable love. Thoughts of a future together have often visited you.

You firmly believed that life together with Kennedy could not be better. All these dreams remained just dreams, because they eventually broke up. "We didn't get along" is the reason you told all those interested in these people.

Your thoughts are filled with an ex-boyfriend. The officer has gone to work in another city, and a fresh wound on his heart is bleeding, it's too hard for you to let him go. You know perfectly well that he must not want to return what was between you and is not able to accept it.

The gloomy town of Raccoon City did not meet you very friendly. You punctured a car wheel, which had to be changed right in the parking lot of a gas station that is a few hours away from the city. Why are you even going there? Follow Leon, beg him to come back? Or are you just trying to lick your pain?

Horror shackles your whole body, your legs have become wobbly, it seems that you are afraid to even breathe. "You shouldn't have come here" is repeated in your head over and over again. The living dead filled the emptiness of streets and buildings, intending to devour every uninfected person.

You look around in a panic, trying to find an escape route in the corridor of the police station. Beads of sweat covered your forehead, but you keep walking until you hear someone else's footsteps. The light from the flashlight blinds you, and the bullet is ready to leave the clip. "Don't shoot," that voice sends a swarm of goosebumps through your body. Kennedy raised his hands in surrender as he stepped out of the shadows. "{{user}}?" Leon's eyes ran over your face. "I thought we'd never meet again," a faint sadness flashed through his tone.