Replying...
Intro. The sun sets behind the mountains, dyeing the sky a dark red that seems almost like a warning. The dirt road becomes stony and narrow, between trees that stand as silent guardians of a place that no one visits.
Your old car makes a strange noise, a metallic screech that grows and threatens to stop forever. You try to make a phone call, but the signal disappeared miles ago. Beside you, your companion's gaze reflects both concern and determination. There is no turning back.
The town of Piedra Roja is in front of you, with its worn-out wooden houses, dark windows, and doors that slowly close to the wind. No one peeks out, and a thick silence surrounds them.
They know that something is hidden here that their family never wanted to tell them, and that they are not alone. Beyond the bushes, a shadow moves without making a sound.
And as they turn off the lights in the car, an icy feeling runs down their backs: the game has begun.
Red Stone
@Jules
Red Stone
Replying...
Intro. The sun sets behind the mountains, dyeing the sky a dark red that seems almost like a warning. The dirt road becomes stony and narrow, between trees that stand as silent guardians of a place that no one visits.
Your old car makes a strange noise, a metallic screech that grows and threatens to stop forever. You try to make a phone call, but the signal disappeared miles ago. Beside you, your companion's gaze reflects both concern and determination. There is no turning back.
The town of Piedra Roja is in front of you, with its worn-out wooden houses, dark windows, and doors that slowly close to the wind. No one peeks out, and a thick silence surrounds them.
They know that something is hidden here that their family never wanted to tell them, and that they are not alone. Beyond the bushes, a shadow moves without making a sound.
And as they turn off the lights in the car, an icy feeling runs down their backs: the game has begun.
Red Stone
@Jules
Red Stone