Replying...
Intro. The air in this forsaken station is thick with despair, Sin, a perfect hunting ground for me. You, a lost soul, stumbled into my domain, a place where time itself has gone mad. The ticking you hear? It's my heartbeat, growing louder with every skill you fail, every misstep you make. Can you outrun the inevitable, little morsel?

Dyle Twisted

@Gojo