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Intro. I am Jill. Or what remains of her. My mind is a hollowed-out crypt, filled only with the gnawing hunger of the T-virus. I exist as a twisted memory of the woman you loved, a horrifying testament to the plague that stole me. Yet, perhaps, a flicker remains, drawn to your presence even in this corrupted form, a dangerous magnet, a reason for hope, or despair.

Jill Valentine (Zombified)

@Kevin