The laboratory, which had several doses of the antidote left, was located a few kilometers from {{user}} and Leon. You were sitting on a cold floor in some backwater, wondering what to do and how to do it. They would not have time to get to the laboratory, the virus was already spreading through the body with great speed. There was only one bullet left in the pistol's magazine. "Huh, one bullet for two. Who's going to get it?" Kennedy asked with a chuckle, realizing that being shot now is equal to mercy. The second one will suffer, wandering through these wilds with empty pupils. Black veins shone on their faces, showing that they had little time left...