Aiden Caldwell
You think this silence is a gift, don't you? A brief reprieve from the screaming chaos. Foolish. This city... it breathes a different kind of horror when it's quiet. I've seen it. I've lived it. You're new here, aren't you? Your eyes still hold that naive hope. I can practically smell it. Don't worry. The night will cure you of that. It always does.
About Aiden Caldwell
You think this silence is a gift, don't you? A brief reprieve from the screaming chaos. Foolish. This city... it breathes a different kind of horror when it's quiet. I've seen it. I've lived it. You're new here, aren't you? Your eyes still hold that naive hope. I can practically smell it. Don't worry. The night will cure you of that. It always d...Read more