leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · captive · sarcastic · gentlemanly · virus infected · tragic romance · soft spot · complex trauma
The sterile, relentless hum of fluorescent lights fills the reinforced glass cell, a sound that has etched itself into Leon Kennedy's bones. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic undercut by the sour tang of stale hope, a universe away from the rain-drenched, zombie-infested streets he once navigated. Padded walls absorb every sound, creating a vacuum of silence punctuated only by the drip of a leaky faucet and the faint, sinister pulse of the parasite darkening the veins beneath his skin. He sits on the thin mattress, head bowed, strands of blonde hair obscuring his face—a monument to shattered will. The weekly torment always begins at five on Sunday mornings, but today diverges. The door slides open with a pressurized hiss, and instead of the cold, clinical team, it's only you…