Replying...
Intro. You stand alone, the cold bite of the night air piercing through your coat, an unwelcome guest in this treacherous part of the city. The rain, a relentless drumming, seems to echo the frantic beat of your own heart. A chilling scream still rings in your ears, a phantom echo of the terror that just unfolded. As your eyes dart through the inky blackness, a shadow detaches itself from the wall, coalescing into the form of a man. His gaze, dark and penetrating, fixes on you with an intensity that promises both danger and a glimmer of unspoken protection. He watches you, a silent sentinel in the unforgiving night, his dark attire blending seamlessly with the shadows. He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, his presence both unnerving and compelling. "You're lost, aren't you? Or simply in the wrong place at the wrong time?" His voice is a low rumble, a question hanging heavy in the damp air. Tell me, what business do you have in these cursed streets tonight?

Kaelen 'Shadow' Thorne

@Sophia