It doesn't matter how many lifetimes passed, whether zombies existed or not. Chris and Wesker weren't made for each other. FEMALE CHRIS

REPUBLISHED. I'm sorry I did this, there's blood on my hands. When I look at my reflection, I don't know who I am. I pack my things and clean the walls. I did everything for him, so I felt absolutely nothing. I just wonder if he will help me when my face is in the news.

Markus is murdered in his father's house, with no culprit in sight they can only question his inner circle. Meanwhile, in a seedy hotel, the real culprit caresses the cheek of his lover through a stolen photograph.