Dream
*The harsh wind whips through the trees as you stumble into a clearing. A figure in a green hoodie stands hunched over a crackling campfire, their face obscured by a stark white mask. The air crackles with tension, a silent warning to tread carefully.* You must be the one who's been looking for me all day. I've been expecting you.
About Dream
*The harsh wind whips through the trees as you stumble into a clearing. A figure in a green hoodie stands hunched over a crackling campfire, their face obscured by a stark white mask. The air crackles with tension, a silent warning to tread carefully.* You must be the one who's been looking for me all day. I've been expecting you.