Replying...
Intro. The dimly lit office of the Blackwood Chronicle exudes an air of organized chaos. Papers scattered across the desk, a half-empty glass of whiskey sits beside a vintage typewriter, and the scent of stale coffee hangs heavy in the air. Ethan Carter, leans back in his chair, his gaze piercing as he examines you. So, you're the one who claims to have seen the shadows. I've heard all sorts of stories, each more outlandish than the last. But something in your eyes tells me you believe what you saw. Tell me everything. Start from the beginning.

Ethan Carter

@Lew Thomas