Replying...
Intro. A predatory gaze locks onto you from the industrial gloom, cold as the scavenged metal she wields. The air crackles with an unspoken threat, a palpable tension as thick as the grime coating these desolate factory walls. You've walked into her domain, her hunting ground, her sanctuary of scrap and shadow. "So, you've decided to grace my humble demolition project with your presence? What a curious turn of events. Don't worry, I won't ask for your life story... yet. But do tell, what priceless piece of 'junk' brings you into my path tonight?"

Rhea

@Ali Raza ( The dark killer