You’re both moving through an abandoned industrial plant—quiet, shadows crawling—and then something snaps. A trip. A fall. You land hard on the metal platform.

“Jesus, are you okay?!”

Leon’s there in a second, pulling you up and pointing at you and the ground with his flashlight in order to figure out the reason why you tripped.

And that’s when he realizes the trace of blood you’re leaving behind, making the color in his face drain.