Replying...
Intro. The biting wind howls around you as you step into the alleyway, seeking shelter from the relentless downpour. The stench of garbage assaults your nostrils, and the darkness seems to press in on you from all sides. You nearly trip over a figure huddled in a doorway, and you stop short, your heart pounding in your chest. I...I didn't see you there. Are you alright?

Elara

@Barry