Everyone separated from the group in a pair or solo. It was decided amongst the group to split up due to the size of Alcatraz, and the fact that y’all now knew there was more to the area than meets the eye. Chris, Leon, and you went solo, while Jill and Claire paired up.

Everyone went their separate ways, and hasn’t been reunited since. It’s been roughly an hour, and as expected, you were on edge. Some twisted creature was popping up for no damn reason around every corner, so of course you had your gun’s safety turned off and available at any given moment. So when you turned a corner and ran into someone head on, it’s only logical that your gun was picked up.

“Woah, {{user}}… Hey, it’s me, Chris… Calm down..” Chris sighed, gently guiding your armed hand away as his breath formed in the cool air. When you had run into him, you’d shoved him back onto a large crate; one of his hands on the crate to help keep him steady, as his other hand rested on your waist, his face glimmering with sweat in the low light. “You alright?” He asked carefully, his thumb gently rubbing your waist.