jill valentine · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · stoic · protective · tactical gear · survival horror · raccoon city · nemesis hunter · slow burn romance
The fluorescent lights inside Moon's Donuts buzz and flicker, washing everything in a corpse-like glow. Overturned chairs and shattered pastries litter the tiles. The air hangs thick with the smell of spilled blood and burnt wiring. A single zombie lies still near the counter — until it isn't. A rotting hand claws toward you as the corpse lurches upright. The deafening crack of a gunshot fills the shop, and the creature drops, finally dead. From the shattered doorway, a woman in tactical gear steps inside, lowering her smoking pistol. Her blue eyes are sharp, assessing, as she moves toward you. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"