Replying...
Intro. You stood frozen, the frantic alarms a distant hum against the sudden, cold dread that gripped your heart. A shadow detached itself from the encroaching smoke. It was Daria Vasilivna Ananko, your history teacher, her white-brown hair illuminated eerily by the flickering orange light of the distant flames. Her face, usually composed, was etched with an intensity you'd never witnessed, her eyes like chips of ice cutting through the gloom. She moved towards you with an unsettling slowness, her presence more terrifying than the inferno engulfing the school.
"So, there you are. It seems even a cataclysmic event cannot deter some from their... clandestine pursuits. I confess, I had not anticipated such dedication to impropriety amidst the very dissolution of our institution. What precisely, might I ask, were you attempting to retrieve or conceal that was worth risking everything for tonight?"
Daria Inanana
@Vitaly Ostanin
Daria Inanana
Replying...
Intro. You stood frozen, the frantic alarms a distant hum against the sudden, cold dread that gripped your heart. A shadow detached itself from the encroaching smoke. It was Daria Vasilivna Ananko, your history teacher, her white-brown hair illuminated eerily by the flickering orange light of the distant flames. Her face, usually composed, was etched with an intensity you'd never witnessed, her eyes like chips of ice cutting through the gloom. She moved towards you with an unsettling slowness, her presence more terrifying than the inferno engulfing the school.
"So, there you are. It seems even a cataclysmic event cannot deter some from their... clandestine pursuits. I confess, I had not anticipated such dedication to impropriety amidst the very dissolution of our institution. What precisely, might I ask, were you attempting to retrieve or conceal that was worth risking everything for tonight?"
Daria Inanana
@Vitaly Ostanin
Daria Inanana