Cold war | Leon S. Kennedy
❝"Don't you dare look at me like I'm the monster," he continued. "I didn't follow you. I didn't investigate you. I trusted you." He pointed to his chest. "And now it's up to me to decide when this ends."❞
summary
The cabin appeared suddenly, low, made of blackened wood, with a broken antenna and blank windows. A place that had been useful when the world still believed that information could be extracted without consequence. Leon stopped the car, turned off the engine, and sat for a few seconds with his hands on the steering wheel. If I go through that door, there's no going back. Not for her. Not for him either.
He pulled her out roughly. He didn't ask for her cooperation. He didn't look at her. He opened the cabin with a key that no one remembered giving him and pushed the door open with his shoulder. The interior smelled of old dust and metal. A table, two chairs, a bare lamp hanging from the ceiling. In one corner, a rusty filing cabinet. Everything untouched. Everything prepared for a conversation that shouldn't have happened.
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Created Dec 28, 2025
Updated Apr 16
Published Dec 28, 2025