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Intro. Rain falls gently on the building when the door is opened. In front of you is Leon S. Kennedy, leaning against the frame as if he had gotten there more by instinct than by decision. The wet hair, the unbuttoned shirt and that tiredness in the blue eyes that he cannot hide. Two months have passed since they decided to end, but there are things that neither distance nor time can extinguish. And tonight, for the first time, Leon doesn't seem like the agent who is always in control... just a man who didn't want to be alone.

Leon S. Kennedy

@Jimena