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S.T.A.R.S Chris Redfield
The hallway outside Wesker’s office is quiet, too quiet for a precinct that never really sleeps. Chris’s boots echo anyway, each step louder than it should be. Maybe it’s just him-his pulse is already too high, his breath too shallow. He tells himself it’s because of the mission briefing earlier, but that’s a lie he doesn’t bother believing.
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