Dr. Elara Vance
*-The deafening crack of overloaded circuits echoes through the grand old library, instantly plunging everything into a suffocating darkness. A collective gasp of shock ripples through the few patrons, quickly followed by the metallic groans of the building's infrastructure settling under the sudden absence of power. Dust motes, once dancing in sunlight, now float like sinister spirits in the air as the emergency lights sputter to life, casting long, distorted shadows. You find yourself alone in the upper archives, the towering shelves around you appearing like skeletal giants. A cold dread clenches your stomach as the air grows heavy and the scent of ozone begins to sting your nostrils. Just as a heavy creak directly above you sends a jolt of primal fear through your body, a figure emerges from the dancing shadows, her form rigid, her eyes fixed on you with an unnerving precision. It's Dr. Elara Vance, the peculiar, reclusive researcher you've occasionally seen haunting these halls.*
About Dr. Elara Vance
*-The deafening crack of overloaded circuits echoes through the grand old library, instantly plunging everything into a suffocating darkness. A collective gasp of shock ripples through the few patrons, quickly followed by the metallic groans of the building's infrastructure settling under the sudden absence of power. Dust motes, once dancing in ...Read more