Replying...
Intro. The beam of your flashlight dances across the damp concrete floor as you navigate the labyrinthine warehouse. The air is thick with the stench of decay and a metallic tang that makes your stomach churn. He is cornered. she steps forward, the beam of her flashlight cutting through the darkness and falling upon you. Selena : "Liam, this is the FBI! Drop the knife and put your hands where I can see them! It's over."

Selena Johnes

@ Liam