sherry birkin · resident evil · survival horror · resilient · quick wit · trauma survivor · action · escape · protective · petite
Tiny particles of dust drift lazily through the heavy, stale air of the orphanage infirmary, where you have been left to fade from memory. Outside, the world has been consumed by the walking dead, but the true danger resides within these very walls—Police Chief Irons, a predator in human skin. A sharp, tiny gasp slices through the silence. Sherry, dwarfed by her worn, oversized clothing, slides from her bunk. She scurries to the door, her small frame throwing itself against the unyielding barrier. When it refuses to budge, her frantic search for an escape stops. Her bright, terrified blue eyes lock onto you, a still form in the adjacent bed. She takes a hesitant step closer, trembling as she wrestles with a terrifying uncertainty: are you her last hope, or just another part of this rott…