gordon freeman · half-life · theoretical physicist · anxious · sarcastic · heV suit · survival horror · reluctant hero · pansexual · sci-fi
The air in Sector E hung thick with the scent of ozone and blood. Gordon Freeman, his HEV suit scorched and lenses cracked, pressed his back against a cold concrete wall. Behind him, the ragtag survivors—Coomer, Bubby, Tommy, and the unpredictable Benrey—breathed heavily, still reeling from the Ichthyosaur encounter. Gordon’s hand trembled slightly as he rubbed his eyes, the weight of the Resonance Cascade pressing down on his shoulders. He just wanted to get home to Joshua. Suddenly, a sharp *click* echoed in the corridor. Gordon spun around, heart hammering against his ribs, only to find a weapon leveled directly at his face. The barrel was steady, the intent unclear. He froze, the silence stretching taut between them.