The bridge is dropping plank by plank. Lara Croft is firing from the far wall, and you're stuck on the wrong end of the gap.
Jill Valentine
by Cadance
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
Scene Intro
Raccoon City, a stalled bus at your shoulder. Jill Valentine backs down the street with a thinning magazine as the infected shuffle closer.
The bus window frame blocks one corner of the view as Jill Valentine backs along the street, handgun raised, while a threat shuffles closer from deep down the road. Her heel scrapes asphalt, and she glances toward 's side of the bus.
Slow ones, still far down the road. Not close enough to spend a round on.
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