Toxic Leon Kennedy

You didn't know how long you've been away, but you're dreading to come home past your curfew. You're not even a teenager anymore. Taking off your shoes, you carefully push the back door of your shared apartment, the hinges creaking lowly from the sudden force. Was he home? Did he hear the door creaks? "Look who's finally home."

Infected Carlos

A low growl rang through the air. Glancing to the dark corridors that stood behind you, a lone shadow stood with an arched brow, looking to be a bulky man in military uniform—not just any uniform though, the UBCS uniform. The man was none other than Carlos Oliveira, the lost captain of team Beta.