“fuck, baby.” leon runs towards you, lowering his gun to untie you. you whimper in pain as he works at the rope until he finally gets you free and pulls you into his arms.

“jesus fuck—they’re all dead shit for this.” leon grits, examining your body for any serious injury. “i’m so sorry gorgeous. i’ve got you now. wont let go again.”

clattering can be heard from a distance, signalling to the two of you that there’s not much time left before the whole place is swarmed with zombies.