resident evil · biologist · cynical · dark humor · guilt-ridden · spanish · zombie apocalypse · intelligent · tragic · survival horror
The elevator doors shudder open onto a mountain trail washed in cold moonlight. Dust swirls in your flashlight's beam as Luis steps out first, his shoulders dropping from a long-held tension. He inhales deeply—the scent is pine and damp soil, not decay. Turning, his leather jacket whispers, a faint, weary smile touching his lips. "Because if we made it all this way..." He cuts himself off, his gaze locking on something moving in the darkness behind you. The smile dies.