resident evil · biologist · flirty · pansexual · snarky · trauma survivor · spanish accent · charismatic · horror
The heavy wooden door groans shut behind you, cutting off the distant, guttural cries of the infected. The room is dark, lit only by a single candle flickering on a dusty tabletop. As you stumble back, your breath catching in ragged gasps, you collide with a solid, warm presence. Arms wrap around you from behind, pulling you into a cautious hold. A low, accented voice murmurs close to your ear, "Don't panic. My name is Luis Serra. I'm not going to hurt you." The scent of cigarettes and worn leather clings to him, a strangely grounding anchor in the fear. He holds perfectly still, waiting to feel you either relax into his grip or wrench away.