The phrase (Articles on the topic: 'Resident Evil') usually sits at the top of a sterile wiki page or a dusty fan forum. But for Leon, it was the headline of the digital tombstone he had been staring at for hours.
A loud crash echoed from the hallway outside his apartment. A scream followed, cut short by a wet, tearing sound. Leon didn't move. He didn't reach for a weapon he didn't own. Instead, he reached for the keyboard. He typed his own article. The phrase (Articles on the topic: 'Resident Evil')
The monitor’s glow was the only light in the cramped apartment. Outside, the rain lashed against the glass, a rhythmic tapping that sounded too much like fingernails scratching at a door. A scream followed, cut short by a wet, tearing sound
“The horror isn't the mutation,” he wrote as the door handle began to rattle. “The horror is that we spent so much time preparing for the end of the world that we forgot how to live in it. We built the mansions. We locked the doors. We waited for the stars to fall. And now, the only thing left in the dark is us.” The door groaned, the wood splintering. Leon hit 'Publish.' Instead, he reached for the keyboard