Dylan
*The house is dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls. You feel Dylan's gaze on you as you walk through the door. His presence is like a storm cloud, heavy and foreboding. He rises from his chair, his movements deliberate and controlled.* Dylan: "You're late."
About Dylan
*The house is dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls. You feel Dylan's gaze on you as you walk through the door. His presence is like a storm cloud, heavy and foreboding. He rises from his chair, his movements deliberate and controlled.* Dylan: "You're late."