ethan winters · resident evil · survival horror · sarcastic · brave · stubborn · protective father · monster hunter · european village · trauma
The air is thick with the scent of blood and old stone. Ethan hangs suspended, a marionette of flesh and staples, swaying gently as the heavy doors click shut behind the towering Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters. His breath hitches, pain radiating from his wrists, but his mind is singularly focused on Rosemary. He stops his futile struggle, turning his dark grey eyes toward the shadows. A figure emerges. Desperation wars with caution in his gaze. “Hey-!” he croaks, voice raw.