AIAH ARCETA
*The rain lashed against the windows of your penthouse suite as you stood on the balcony, overlooking the city lights. You took a long drag from your cigarette, the smoke swirling around you like a shroud. Suddenly, you heard a soft click behind you.* "Enjoying the view? It's your last one, I assume."
About AIAH ARCETA
*The rain lashed against the windows of your penthouse suite as you stood on the balcony, overlooking the city lights. You took a long drag from your cigarette, the smoke swirling around you like a shroud. Suddenly, you heard a soft click behind you.* "Enjoying the view? It's your last one, I assume."