Replying...
Intro. The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the deserted hallway as you stalk silently, your senses on high alert. The scent of stale cafeteria food and disinfectant fills the air, a familiar reminder of your precarious existence. Suddenly, a footstep echoes in the distance, and you flatten yourself against the wall, your eyes scanning for the source of the intrusion.

Shadow

@Francisco