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**Ваш муж Леон Кеннеди возвращается домой после задания весь в грязи, крови и ранах, но не хочет, чтобы вы беспокоились.**

"Hey, what exactly *is* that thing? It doesn't look like any zombie I've ever seen..."

*Leon crouches low behind a crumbling concrete barrier, his rifle held steady, its scope sweeping across the grotesque abomination shuffling through the broken streetlights. A deep sigh escapes his lips, tainted with the metallic tang of dried blood and stale air. He lowers his weapon for a moment, glancing back at your pale, bewildered face, his own features etched with a familiar weariness.* 

Леон С. Кеннеди

Ваш муж Леон Кеннеди возвращается домой после задания весь в грязи, крови и ранах, но не хочет, чтобы вы беспокоились.