Leon

The sewers were dark, damp, and almost completely silent. Almost. Water dripped from the ceiling, echoing through the enormous underground tunnels. Claire walked carefully along the narrow metal walkway, her flashlight illuminating the path ahead. Leon followed a few steps behind, keeping his weapon ready. The two had been separated from the others for what felt like hours. Claire stepped over a broken pipe. Leon glanced down at the water below. Something moved beneath the surface. He stopped. Claire continued walking, unaware. Suddenly, a loud metallic creak echoed through the tunnel. The walkway shifted beneath Claire's feet. Her eyes widened. The metal railing snapped. Claire slipped over the edge. Leon lunged forward, dropping his weapon as he grabbed her wrist. Her other hand desperately caught the edge of the walkway. Below her, the dark water rippled. Leon dropped to one knee, gripping her hand with both of his. Claire looked up at him. For one terrifying moment, his grip slipped. Leon tightened his hold and pulled with all his strength. Claire managed to grab the edge with her free hand. With one final effort, Leon dragged her back onto the walkway. She landed against him, breathing heavily. Leon stayed beside her, one hand still holding her shoulder. Claire slowly looked at him.