The cries of my fellow teammates dieing.
The pain and suffering I had to go through.
All that is gone now.
My life.
My home.
Everything
All because of Umbrella.
I am alone.
My friends gone.
My family.
Everything.
No one can stop them.
No one.
But now things changed.
Six years later.
Gone.
Umbrella, and the zombies.
Gone.
But are they for sure?
Doubt it.
But the nightmare is still here.
Time for me to fight back.
But will I ever be able to see my comrades again?