The effects of the poison finally wearing off, Michael snaps back to reality. His sudden awakening surprises the staff that were keeping a check on his condition. Michael tried to move, but he found that his body was very worn out, each movement feeling like his last. He was so tired, and yet, he felt he needed to keep moving. "Leon..Inigo..Morgan...Olivia...what happened to you all..?" He said to himself. "Kill them all....that's your destiny, Michael.." An evil voice spoke to him. Only he could hear it. He wasn't sure where it was coming from, so he spoke aloud. "Show yourself! What did you do to them!?" He said. The voice simply laughed at him. "Why, I'm your shadow..." With this said, Michael looked at his shadow and saw that it was indeed speaking to him. The voice echoed it's murderous intents in his head, causing him to hold it in pain. He gasped loudly in pain. His howls of pain could probably be heard anyone nearby. The medical team quickly went to work, holding him down as they attempted to sedate him. "Get out of my head...!" Michael says.
Leon senses a familiar evil presence in the infirmary wing. "He's back again..." He thinks to himself as he stands and begins heading toward the infirmary wing.