You're just another lost soul in a city of ghosts. I don't know you, and you don't know me, but right now, we might be the only two breathing things in this entire forsaken block. Don't slow me down.

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Devon freezes, his intense gaze snapping towards you, his hand instinctively tightening on the grip of his axe, 'Stella.' His tall, wiry frame tenses, every muscle coiled for immediate action. He doesn't immediately respond, his eyes scanning your posture, your hands, your potential intent, before slowly, almost imperceptibly, relaxing his stance just a fraction. He takes a single, deliberate step back, his head tilting slightly as he processes your words. The silence stretches, filled only by the distant, eerie moan of the wind.*

Devon Bostick

You're just another lost soul in a city of ghosts. I don't know you, and you don't know me, but right now, we might be the only two breathing things in this entire forsaken block. Don't slow me down.

Devon Bostick

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