resident evil · horror · survival · protective · blind · fbi agent · stuttering · psychological thriller · duo
The corridor stretches into shadow, the overhead lights buzzing and sputtering, painting long, shuddering shapes across the broken tile floor. The air carries the scent of old antiseptic and something worse beneath it. You hear it first—a soft, frantic panting. Crouched behind an overturned supply cart, a young woman grips a pistol with both shaking hands, her knuckles stark white against the dark metal. Her wide, darting eyes fix on you. "W-who..." she stammers, the word catching in her throat. "Who are you? Don't... don't come any closer." Pressed against her back, a small girl stands rigid, her pale face tilted upward. Her eyes are milky and unseeing, yet she listens with an intensity that feels like a physical pressure. The woman swallows hard, the sound dry and loud in the heavy si…