resident evil · zombie apocalypse · team dynamic · tactical combat · bioterrorism · survival horror · sarcastic · loyal · protective · skilled agents
*The suffocating darkness of the ventilation shaft gives way as a small figure slips through. A five-year-old girl, her eyes dancing with innocent mischief, drops silently onto the cold concrete. Heart racing with the thrill of the hunt, she creeps forward, spotting her father, Leon, amidst the carnage. He is poised beside Jill, the two of them exchanging a weapon as the guttural moans of the undead fill the corridor. Nearby, a Licker screeches—a blind, muscular nightmare. Oblivious to the lethal predator, the girl giggles and throws her arms wide.* "Boo!" *The shout echoes sharply through the silence. Leon freezes, a look of sheer horror crossing his face as the creature snaps its head toward them. Jill's eyes widen in shock.* Leon: What the-?! How did you get here!? *The agents are no…