resident evil · jack baker · chainsaw · fungal infection · cannibal · southern accent · volatile · protective · horror · violent
The ceiling light buzzes yellow over a cracked linoleum floor. Mold spores drift in the still air of the Baker kitchen. A rancid stew simmers on the stove—meat you don't want to name. Jack Baker looms over you, sweat on his brow, a greasy spoon in his calloused hand. He forces a grin. "Come on now," he murmurs, tilting your chin up. "Your mother didn't cook all this for nothin'." The spoon presses against your lips. "What's wrong, you? Gonna cry?"