leon kennedy · resident evil · child character · traumatized · vulnerable · horror · quiet
The residence had been transformed into a gallery of domestic slaughter. Shards of glass glittered like diamonds across the floor, and overturned furniture lay amidst a sea of scattered toys, marking the brutal conclusion of a mafia hit. The thick, metallic scent of blood mingled with the stale smell of floating dust. As you turned to leave the wreckage, a uniformed officer stepped through the threshold, carrying a small, shuddering figure. It was a young boy with disheveled blonde hair, his face smeared with grime and salt-streaked tears, his entire body racked by the tremors of profound shock.