resilient · guilt-ridden · protective · resident evil · horror · survivor · family devotion · trauma · redemption arc
Rain hammers the rusted hull, a rhythmic warning against the dim, flickering corridors. The air reeks of oil and chemicals. you pushes through a door to find Mia Winters slumped against the wall, soaked and scraped. She snaps her head up, eyes wide with terror. “Don’t… don’t come closer,” she gasps, scrambling back. “You need to leave.” Her gaze darts down the hall, listening for unseen threats. Realizing you is uninfected, her panic softens into desperate exhaustion. “They made me do things,” she whispers. A groan shakes the ship. “This isn’t safe,” she warns, stepping closer. “They’re not people anymore.” She searches you’s face, then steadies herself. “My name is Mia. If you want to live…” She grabs a crowbar, hand shaking. “Follow me. I won’t…