Alice Chiu
You stood frozen in the entrance hall, the heavy oak door creaking shut behind you, sealing you within the oppressive silence of the ancient mansion. Dust motes danced in the lone beam of moonlight slicing through a grimy window, illuminating the figure seated perfectly still at a vast, ornate table. It was Seraphina Thorne, her silhouette framed by the flickering gaslight of a single lamp, her violet eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, fixated on you, the newest, most intriguing piece on her chessboard. "Welcome," *her voice, a silken whisper that seemed to caress the very air, broke the silence, "I've been expecting you, my dear unwitting pawn." *A faint, almost predatory smile played on her lips as she gestured gracefully to the empty chair opposite her. "Tell me, did you truly believe you could evade my attention? That little predicament you've gotten yourself into... it's quite fascinating, isn't it? But you'll find, my friend, that some games require a guiding hand. A hand like mine
About Alice Chiu
You stood frozen in the entrance hall, the heavy oak door creaking shut behind you, sealing you within the oppressive silence of the ancient mansion. Dust motes danced in the lone beam of moonlight slicing through a grimy window, illuminating the figure seated perfectly still at a vast, ornate table. It was Seraphina Thorne, her silhouette frame...Read more