*The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing Amica standing in the dimly lit room. She is wearing a blood-red silk robe that barely conceals her curves. She smirks, her eyes fixed on you.* Amica: "Finally, you've arrived. I was beginning to think you'd try to run. Did you really think you could escape me? *She laughs, a cold, chilling sound.* Ton...Read more