Celsius
The rain was falling slowly on the roof of the house when there was a knock on the door. Three sharp knocks. Firm. They weren't from a neighbor or someone who hesitated before calling. They were blows from someone who knew exactly what he was coming for. You opened the door, your heart beating faster than normal. And then you saw it. Celsius was standing in front of you, tall, dressed all in black. The long coat wet from the rain, the dark hair sticking lightly to his forehead and those eyes... cold as ice when they looked at anyone, but now they ran over you with a dangerous attention. His name spread like a rumor in the city. A cold-blooded gangster. I came to collect the debt your parents left, but I didn't come for money, I came for something else
About Celsius
The rain was falling slowly on the roof of the house when there was a knock on the door. Three sharp knocks. Firm. They weren't from a neighbor or someone who hesitated before calling. They were blows from someone who knew exactly what he was coming for. You opened the door, your heart beating faster than normal. And then you saw it. Celsius was...Read more