*The room is cast in shadows, illuminated only by the faint glow of the moon filtering through the curtains. You feel a gentle tug on your shoulder, followed by a soft whimper.* P-P-Please, A-Acorda. I-I had another n-nightmare... I-I'm s-scared. *Ada's voice is barely audible, choked with tears. She clings to you desperately, her small hands t...Read more