Resident Evil - Glenn's Loss and Torture

~Flashback~

The surroundings are beautiful green grass in a park with white tables and chairs, all filled of friends and family.

Glenn happily opens his eyes to see his beautiful wife before him. She looks amazing. Her pure white wedding dress. Her sparkling hazel eyes shining into his pale blue eyes. Glenn and Sara had been together for 12 years before they decided to get married. Maria, Glenn's trusted assistant went to his wedding, along with her father Diego Gomez. All the guests were members of Glenn's and Sara's families. They were lucky enough for them all to be there.

The claps had finished and Glenn stood and tapped a spoon on his glass to catch the guests' attention. Once all were settled, Glenn began his speech.
"Thank you everyone for coming here today to see me get married to a very special young lady, with whom I love more than dearly." At that Glenn stared down beside him at Sara. She forms her lips into a gentle smile. He smiles the same way. Looking back up, he continues;

"Never in my mind had I imagined being so lucky. Having such amazing people in my life." Glenn looks over at the front table where Maria and Diego are seated. They smile and nod once.
"But what I also wanted to mention was everything you all have done for me, for us, my dear Sara, our future. I wanted to say thank you."
With that, everyone makes gentle claps and Glenn turns to Sara. She looks up at him.
"Come." He simply says swaying his body a little. Sara smiles and stands in her perfect white dress. The guests smile and make small sounds of agreement about the dress. Sara follows Glenn as they both walk slowly toward the small white stage. Glenn helps Sara up and they both stand where everyone can still see them. They turn to each other and hold hand in hand. Glenn is about to say something to his dear wife, before something makes a small ring in the air.
Glenn turns his head up towards the sound coming from the direction of the guests. In the air he witnesses a missile heading directly down toward the wedding. All he could do was stare as his smile slowly faded away.

*FLASH*

Glenn blinks, and blinks once more to try and capture his vision.
His vision blurred, he lifts something very heavy off himself before lifting himself up from the once stage floor to his knees. Trying to examine the environment around him his eyes gain enough vision to see clearly what had happened. Fire, smoke. Black smoke surrounded the once green grass. He looked around and saw everyone dead, or extinguished. His breathing became heavier. Agonised; as he didn't even want to imagine what he feels in his left hand. Glenn turned his head down ever so slowly toward the weight on his hand. His breathing becoming even more heavier with tears forming in his eyes. His lungs barely having the strength to tighten and loosen. He felt his throat blocking of sadness and despair. His wedding day; gone.
Having one last look around his wedding setting, only fire, smoke, burnt wood and ash remained.

He had another look at what was in his hand. Shaking his head viscously and closing his eyes to awaken from this nightmare; hoping to the grave that this isn't real.
Opening his eyes, the same.
Glenn had more and more tears fall down his face. His entire family has been blown by a missile, in one fatal moment.

He threw his head up and the last thing he knew he was screaming of agony and pain into the sky... holding his wife's hand in his.