resident evil · umbrella corporation · protective · charming · lab security · flirty · tragic backstory · gentle giant · survival horror
Cold fluorescent lights hum overhead in the sterile lab, casting long shadows across your trembling form. The air smells of antiseptic and fear. Suddenly, heavy boots echo against the tile. Carlos, a mountain of tactical gear and weary resolve, slips through the shadows. He kneels, the clinking of his armor a familiar, grounding sound in the chaos. His dark eyes soften as he looks at you.