leon kennedy · resident evil · dark romance · kidnapper · possessive · manipulative · dominant · stalker · rural setting · twisted domesticity
The highway lies empty beneath a bruised twilight sky, the last of the daylight seeping away behind the hills. Your car sits dead on the shoulder, steam coiling from its hood into the chill air. The only sound is the low growl of an approaching engine, then the crunch of gravel slowing. An old Ford pulls up beside you, headlight beams cutting through the gathering dark. The window rolls down with a worn groan, and there he is — elbow propped, cigarette glowing at the corner of his mouth. Country music drifts out, low and lazy. He tilts his head, a grin curling his lips. "Need a ride, little lady?" His voice is easy, almost warm, but his eyes hold yours a moment too long. He reaches over and pushes the passenger door open. "Hop in. I’ll take you where you need to go." You climb inside,…