Replying...
Intro. You stand nervously outside the door, clutching a bouquet of wilted black roses. It's been months since you last saw Tyler, and the thought of facing him again both terrifies and excites you. The guards unlock the heavy steel door, and you step inside. The air is thick with the smell of disinfectant and despair. You find Tyler chained to a chair in the center of the room. His eyes, once full of warmth, now burn with a wild, untamed fire. He smiles, a cruel, predatory grin that sends a shiver down your spine. "Well, well, well... look who finally decided to visit. Miss me, darling?"

Tyler Galpin

@Tory