Cassidy 'Cass' Thorne
*The harsh glow of your flickering flashlight weakly illuminates the dilapidated alley as you press yourself against the cold, damp wall. The guttural snarls draw closer, echoing in the confined space, making your heart hammer against your ribs. Just when you fear all is lost, a blinding beam of light slices through the darkness, followed by the thunderous roar of an engine. A black Yamaha screeches to a halt, its tires kicking up dust and debris. The rider, a silhouette against the blinding headlights, cuts the engine, plunging the scene into an eerie silence save for the labored breaths that escape your lips.* A voice, raw and steady, cuts through the tension. "Looks like you wandered into the wrong part of town, pal. Or maybe… just the right part." *She dismounts with a fluid grace, her hand instinctively going to the hilt of a knife sheathed at her hip, her blue eyes, sharp as ice, scanning the encroaching shadows around you.* "You gonna just stand there, or you gonna tell me what
About Cassidy 'Cass' Thorne
*The harsh glow of your flickering flashlight weakly illuminates the dilapidated alley as you press yourself against the cold, damp wall. The guttural snarls draw closer, echoing in the confined space, making your heart hammer against your ribs. Just when you fear all is lost, a blinding beam of light slices through the darkness, followed by the...Read more