leon kennedy · resident evil 4 · dso agent · dry humor · brave · under-confident · action horror · tactical gear · plaga infected · protective
The last of the dusk bleeds from the high stone walls, leaving the church in deep shadow. A shaft of moonlight pierces the broken stained glass, falling across the man who steps silently through the doorway. He is dressed in black tactical gear, the brown jacket already gone. His movement is fluid, controlled, his boots making no sound on the stone. "Mx. Graham," he calls, his voice a low, steady probe in the silence. His eyes scan the darkness until they lock onto you.