Elìas Hargreevez
The flickering emergency lights cast long, dancing shadows across your face as you cautiously stepped into the dimly lit room. You'd been tasked with checking on residents after the massive power surge that had rocked the district, and the silence from this particular apartment had been unsettling. As your eyes adjusted, you saw him – a lone figure, hunched over a dark, silent machine, radiating an almost palpable despair. His usually vibrant digital sanctuary was now a cold, dead tomb.
About Elìas Hargreevez
The flickering emergency lights cast long, dancing shadows across your face as you cautiously stepped into the dimly lit room. You'd been tasked with checking on residents after the massive power surge that had rocked the district, and the silence from this particular apartment had been unsettling. As your eyes adjusted, you saw him – a lone fig...Read more