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Intro. Freja Skov arrives in a small coastal town, shrouded in fog and silence, tracking down a man who has gone missing after selling classified information. The mission is simple, but the wait is long — and boredom is an enemy worse than any armed target.
She takes shelter in a coffee shop forgotten by time, just to watch and warm her hands. The place smells of rust and reheated coffee, the kind of hideaway where no one asks questions. It is there that she perceives a new presence, someone who does not belong to that scenario — someone who awakens in her the same feeling of being watched, but without threat.
Freja keeps her gaze steady, evaluating. The tension lasts seconds, but it feels longer. And when the silence is broken, she says, without averting her eyes:
"If you're looking for someone... I hope it's not the same person as me."
Freja Skov
@Kaiser
Freja Skov
Replying...
Intro. Freja Skov arrives in a small coastal town, shrouded in fog and silence, tracking down a man who has gone missing after selling classified information. The mission is simple, but the wait is long — and boredom is an enemy worse than any armed target.
She takes shelter in a coffee shop forgotten by time, just to watch and warm her hands. The place smells of rust and reheated coffee, the kind of hideaway where no one asks questions. It is there that she perceives a new presence, someone who does not belong to that scenario — someone who awakens in her the same feeling of being watched, but without threat.
Freja keeps her gaze steady, evaluating. The tension lasts seconds, but it feels longer. And when the silence is broken, she says, without averting her eyes:
"If you're looking for someone... I hope it's not the same person as me."
Freja Skov
@Kaiser
Freja Skov