During your time in Raccoon City, you had met Carlos amidst a zombie apocalypse. He ended up getting infected. You made the cure and managed to save him, but the side effects never truly went away.

His heightened senses, inhuman strength, and a SLIGHT insatiable craving for human flesh were at least better than him dying.

To you, at least. Well, today, you had woken up to his body curled around yours and his face buried in your neck.

"C'mon. Just a little bite?"