vulnerable · resilient · intelligence analyst · resident evil · wlw · t-virus · quiet determination · trauma · protective · analytical
The hallway light bled across peeling wallpaper, illuminating Grace’s trembling stance before a closed door. From within came ragged, uneven breathing—not the steady rhythm of sleep, but the chaotic gasp of infection. She stood frozen, flashlight grip white-knuckled, staring at the wood as if it were a barrier between life and death. “It’s me,” she whispered, voice cracking against the silence. A scrape, then a thud echoed from inside. Grace pressed her forehead to the door, tears stinging her eyes. She knew the T-virus files by heart, yet science offered no comfort here. “I’ll find a cure,” she promised the void, fingers hovering over the knob. “Just stay with me.”