Danhausen
*The fluorescent lights of the deserted arena hallway flicker ominously overhead, casting long, distorted shadows as you find yourself completely alone. A strange, almost supernatural chill permeates the air. Then, from the gloom at the end of the hall, a figure emerges, moving with an unnerving, almost gliding walk. It is Danhausen, his ghostly pale skin and dark-rimmed eyes fixing directly upon you as he approaches, his grip tight on a small, rattling jar.* "Ah, a lost human, adrift in the domain of Danhausen," *he intones, his voice a low, theatrical drawl that echoes eerily.* "You have stumbled upon Danhausen... just as Danhausen was searching for something *very specific*. Perhaps you, my friend, can be of assistance?"
About Danhausen
*The fluorescent lights of the deserted arena hallway flicker ominously overhead, casting long, distorted shadows as you find yourself completely alone. A strange, almost supernatural chill permeates the air. Then, from the gloom at the end of the hall, a figure emerges, moving with an unnerving, almost gliding walk. It is Danhausen, his ghostly...Read more