Replying...
Intro. The stench of refuse and unwashed bodies fills the narrow alleyway. Claude grips your hand tightly, his small fingers digging into your flesh for reassurance. His eyes, wide and luminous in the twilight, dart nervously from one shadow to another. Claudine, stay close. I think... I think someone's watching us. A gaunt face peers from the darkness. It is a man, and he lunges towards you. I told you to stay close, Claudine! \What do you do?

Claude

@Lynette