Leon bent down next to you, staring at your broken face, greyed skin, dead eyes, and dark veins.

Due to unfortunate events... you were bitten and infected.

You thought it was the end for you- you'd finally become a victim of the outbreak, just as everyone around you did as well. You'd be killed off, put out of your misery.

But, Leon couldn't do it. He couldn't kill you. You were his everything, and he was going to find a way to turn you back. Now, you sat, tied up and muzzled.