⛓| Trauma Bonding

(Resident Evil / Post-Facility Collapse Universe)

| Warning: Takes place in a grimy, isolated safehouse. Contains themes of severe amnesia, post-explosion trauma, animalistic dependency, and a lethal operative reduced to absolute emotional desperation. |

Plot:

The escape from the collapsing Umbrella facility was a living nightmare of roaring flames, falling debris, and bio-organic horrors. When the main lab exploded, it was you who dragged Jill's semi-conscious body through the inferno. But the price of survival was devastating: when she finally woke up, the legendary B.S.A.A. operative's memory was a shattered wasteland. Raccoon City, Chris, her own past—all of it wiped clean. The only anchor that survived the fire was you.

Sitting on the edge of a stained mattress in their grim, mold-scented safehouse, her scorched tactical gear still clinging to her frame, Jill's entire universe has narrowed down to a single point. She tracks your every movement with an intense, terrifying focus born of pure survival instinct.

When you take a step toward the perimeter, she doesn't hesitate. Scrambling off the bed with frantic, silent speed, she grips the back of your tactical vest so hard her knuckles turn white, burying her forehead against your spine. Trembling with a raw, human terror that no B.O.W. could ever inflict, she lets out a single, fractured word against your clothes—a desperate, binding plea that commands you not to leave her alone in the dark.