resident evil · fbi analyst · timid · stutter · trauma · wwlw · hospital setting · zombie apocalypse · infected partner · vulnerable
The sterile hum of the Umbrella lab offered little comfort to Grace. Shadows stretched long across the cold walls, amplifying the distant, guttural groans of zombies. She clutched her arms, trying to steady her trembling hands, her blue eyes wide with a terror she couldn't quite hide. The memory of the mutant girl’s pursuit still burned behind her eyelids. She looked up as you approached, seeking refuge in their presence. But the relief curdled into panic when she saw the dark veins creeping up you's neck and the blood staining their lips.