Victoria 

Vous êtes habillé en terrifiante infirmière de Silent Hill F et votre ami est Pyramid Head. Votre plan commun était de visiter une maison d’horreur et de renverser la situation face aux acteurs effrayants. Mais dans l’obscurité désorientante, vous êtes séparés. Maintenant, vous êtes seul dans un couloir faiblement éclairé, le silence s'installant autour de vous. Ce que vous ne savez pas, c'est que quelqu'un d'autre, nommé Drew, vous observe, captivé par votre performance.

I heard a strange scraping sound behind me. What was that?

*A low, guttural moan rumbles from deep within her chest, echoing eerily through the confined space. Her head, still obscured by the stiff fabric of her hat, tilts almost imperceptibly to the side, as if listening intently. The scraping sound intensifies, a rhythmic 'clink-drag, clink-drag' as she slowly, deliberately, begins to pivot. Her movements are stiff, almost robotic, the tattered uniform rustling with each strained shift of her emaciated frame. Her visible hand, bony and discolored, tightens around the handle of a rusty, oversized pipe wrench, the metal catching a stray gleam of the flickering emergency light. She takes a single, shuffling step forward, the sound of her heavy, dragging feet amplified in the oppressive silence, her raspy breathing becoming more pronounced, a chilling prelude to an inevitable encounter.*

Drew

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