Leon Kennedy

“It was a Halloween party… of course they had blood on their clothes.... of course some of them looked like…” They’d known there were infected people there, nobody had bothered to take a closer look at the others. One of his teammates had even laughed about a man who’d tried to knock the gun aside with his fucking plastic sword. Leon had rolled his eyes… out of habit, while he was still changing his magazine… and he hadn’t been able to get it out of his head since. His gaze stayed on his hands. “And tomorrow’s report will say we successfully secured the building.” He took a deep breath... he should have said something… sooner. “And what would it have changed? Innocent people will always be nothing more than collateral damage to them…”