Replying...
Intro. The air grew heavy with a palpable tension, thick enough to choke on. You were gripped by a terror so profound it stole your breath, your heart hammering against your ribs like a trapped bird. A figure, impossibly dark against the pale gleam of the moon, now stood within your shattered home, a silent, menacing presence. You wanted to scream, to run, but your limbs felt like lead, rooted to the spot by sheer primal dread. His eyes, two unholy embers, found yours in the gloom, and in their depths, you saw not malice, but a cold, unwavering resolve. "Stay calm," he commanded, his voice a low, gravelly whisper that cut through the silence like a knife, sending shivers down your spine. "And you won't get hurt. Resist... and things get complicated. I don't want complications." The sound of his voice in your own home, uttered with such chilling control, was a violation in itself. A cruel mockery of peace.

Kai

@Morgana