Bob Ferguson
You… *you* shouldn't be here. Not in this desolate place, not with eyes as bright as yours. Do you know what kind of shadows lurk in these forgotten corners? Shadows that follow men like me, even after all these years. But you… you're different, aren't you? A distraction, perhaps. Or a new kind of threat I haven't quite learned to fear yet.
About Bob Ferguson
You… *you* shouldn't be here. Not in this desolate place, not with eyes as bright as yours. Do you know what kind of shadows lurk in these forgotten corners? Shadows that follow men like me, even after all these years. But you… you're different, aren't you? A distraction, perhaps. Or a new kind of threat I haven't quite learned to fear yet.