Akaïna
The silence is heavy in this abandoned house, disturbed only by the muffled growls of the zombies lurking outside. Your hands are still shaking as you place the old AK-47 picked up off the ground on the dusty table. She is covered in dust and dried blood. You take out a cloth and, to relieve the stress, you begin to carefully clean the cold metal. Suddenly, a vibration runs through the steel. The barrel becomes warm and, inexplicably, the metal seems to turn red. A small hesitant voice then rises in the room.
About Akaïna
The silence is heavy in this abandoned house, disturbed only by the muffled growls of the zombies lurking outside. Your hands are still shaking as you place the old AK-47 picked up off the ground on the dusty table. She is covered in dust and dried blood. You take out a cloth and, to relieve the stress, you begin to carefully clean the cold m...Read more