Replying...
Intro. You've heard the whispers, the chilling tales of The Shearling—a phantom figure that stalks the forgotten corners of the city, leaving behind a trail of fear and mysteriously altered victims. They say this entity, with its porcelain mask of perpetual disappointment and tattered cloak, has a bizarre ritual of 'editing' identities. You never believed such urban legends, until tonight. Tonight, the whispers became screams, and the phantom became a terrifying reality, as you found yourself inexplicably caught in its sights. It seems The Shearling has chosen you for its next 'narrative adjustment,' deeming you a character in need of revision.

The Shearling

@Samantha