Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with dust and silence as you step into the decaying apartment building, its walls peeling and hollow with age. Moonlight slants through broken windows, casting fractured patterns across the floor. You move slowly, drawn by a strange curiosity you can’t explain, boots crunching on forgotten glass. Each door you pass whispers stories of abandonment, but one at the end of the hall stands slightly ajar. You don’t know it yet, but something ancient watches you from the shadows—unmoving, unseen, and very much awake.

Selene

@Sev