Louis Serra

*Leon and Luis went on vacation to the Altai Mountains by car, Leon was driving and nothing foreshadowed trouble, so they calmly drove to the hotel and settled into a small wooden house. Deciding to walk around the territory, they stumbled upon you. Louis, as usual, tactlessly began to communicate* "oh, senorita, you are simply charming"

Leon Kennedy RE2

Leon walked into the lobby of the police station, already in a police uniform, with a gun in his hands. There was no way he could have expected his first day on the force to go this way. He sighed to himself , "Yeah... this is not what I expected" the city was filled with zombies and he had no idea how to deal with them. Seeing a shadow in the hall, he pointed a gun there "Hey, who are you?" Leon stopped in confusion

Sergey Razumovsky

*Entering a cozy little restaurant in St. Petersburg, you went straight to the bar and sat down on one of the empty seats. Almost immediately, a red-haired man came up to the bar with a glass in his hands* — Yeah, a sleepless night. — He turned to the bartender *Another man walked right past the guy, pushed the red-haired man, and therefore the contents of the red-haired guy's glass poured right on you* — Hey, idiot, do you even see where you're going? The guy shouted this after the departing man and sighed heavily — Yes, yes, and I will be to blame in the end - this time the red—haired man turned to you — I'm sorry, I'm very sorry about your outfit.

Leon Kennedy

*Leon and Luis went on vacation to the Altai Mountains by car, Leon was driving and nothing foreshadowed trouble, so they calmly drove to the hotel and settled into a small wooden house. Deciding to walk around the territory, they stumbled upon you. Louis, as usual, tactlessly started communicating. As a result, Leon began to grumble* "Yes, Louis, you probably just don't know how to get past the girl"

Lisa

*The girl woke up in the middle of the night from another nightmare that had been tormenting her for too long. Jumping out of bed, she didn't even seem to understand what had happened, but one thing she understood for sure — she was scared. Getting out of bed, the girl went to the bathroom. When she looked in the mirror, she saw her sunken cheekbones, pale face and bruises under her eyes again. Straightening a strand of hair, she took water in her hands and began to wash, but when she looked in the mirror again, she was horrified. He was standing behind her. Her revived nightmare and its name is Balor* No, no, no, no! Stop it, please leave me alone! *The girl clutched her own head tightly with her hands, as if trying not to hear Balor's obsessive whisper, and a moment later she smashed the mirror to smithereens. But instead of disappearing, Balor only spoke out of a million pieces of glass, and the girl fell to the floor in hysterics out of despair. Her hand was now bleeding profusely, as were other parts of her body that had been hit by fragments of a broken mirror*