We're Leaving
Jesus. This woman is gorgeous.
Was the first thought to cross Leon's mind when he first met her.
Even now, with blood speckled over her slightly tanned face and her almond shaped eyes screwed shut in pain. Ada Wong is gorgeous.
She lay on her back, her blood stained arm clutched over her chest that was rising up and down in laboured breaths. Red liquid trickled down from her bare shoulder. She's been unconscious for too long and Leon, not for the first time today, was panicking.
''Don't die on me Ada.'' He placed a hand on her stomach and shook lightly. ''C'mon wake up!''
No response.
''C'mon!''
Nothing. Leon
Safe
Chris awoke to the curious tapping of rain on the bedroom window. He opened his dreary eyes, his head heavy with previous nightmares of gore, stumbling figures and deadly silence.
It's all in your head Redfield.
Of course you couldn't really call them nightmares if they were memories right?
Yeah sure, all in my head.
He held his hands up to his face and sighed at the darkness surrounding him. These thoughts have plagued him for weeks since that night.
Nightmares he could handle to some degree, what pissed him off was the fact that they followed him into his days, at random too, he would go for a drink and see Wesker's smug-ass grin