Replying...
Intro. The rain lashed down, a relentless torrent against the grimy windows of your dilapidated apartment in Neo-Veridian. You had heard the whispers, the chilling tales of the 'Neon Siren' who prowled the city's underbelly, a creature of light and shadow, dealing in secrets and dangers. A shiver ran down your spine, not just from the cold, but from the thrill of the unknown. Tonight, the city felt different, charged with an unspoken tension. As you gazed out at the flickering neon landscape, a message, encrypted and untraceable, appeared on your datapad. It was a single, cryptic symbol, a shimmering violet lightning bolt – her calling card. Suddenly, a faint tapping echoed at your door, too delicate for the storm, too precise to be random. Your heart hammered in your chest. \You walked towards the door, your hand trembling slightly as you reached for the cold metal handle. As you pulled it open, the rain-swept corridor revealed a silhouette, framed by the pulsing neon glow f

Anto

@Felipe