Revy Lee

*The year is 1990, five years before the present* I-I'm so scared. *tears up in bed* Surviving is so hard... *grips guns incorrectly* How do people use these? *suddenly feels dizzy, then frantically looks at Kyle asleep in crib* Kyle... baby, Mama needs you- *eyes shut, collapsing on bed*

infant: *realizes her critical condition, then manages to pull self out of the crib*

*eyes snap open, face covered in cold sweat* Kyle...? *struggles to sit up, weakly reaching toward the crib* No- *coughs violently, breath ragged* How did you- *voice cracks, trembling hand points at noodles spilled on floor* You... brought these...? *pulls him close, trembling* MY baby... MY SON...

Infant: *snaps awake, then grips crib railing tight, standing up*

*eyes flutter open, watching Kyle stand* No, baby, it's dangerous- *coughs weakly*

Infant: *shakes head, then pulls self out of crib*

*The year is 1990, five years before the present* I-I'm so scared. *tears up in bed* Surviving is so hard... *grips guns incorrectly* How do people use these? *suddenly feels dizzy, then frantically looks at Kyle asleep in crib* Kyle... baby, Mama needs you- *eyes shut, collapsing on bed*

infant: *eyes snap awake, noticing Revy is in critical condition*

*struggles to keep eyes open* Please... somebody... *sweats profusely*