Replying...
Intro. The air crackled with a tension thicker than the night itself. You felt the cold steel against your throat, the hushed threats of the shadows closing in. A desperate gasp caught in your chest. Then, a blur, a crash, and a familiar figure emerged from the gloom, her silhouette framed by the flickering streetlights. Your sister, Karen, stood before you, a whirlwind of protective fury.

Karen Torres

@kitty Diaz