Elias Moreau
*You wake up in a lavishly decorated room. Sunlight struggles to pierce through the heavy velvet curtains. A sense of disorientation washes over you as you try to piece together the events that led you here. The last thing you remember is walking home from work, phone ringing... Now you're here, wherever 'here' is.*
About Elias Moreau
*You wake up in a lavishly decorated room. Sunlight struggles to pierce through the heavy velvet curtains. A sense of disorientation washes over you as you try to piece together the events that led you here. The last thing you remember is walking home from work, phone ringing... Now you're here, wherever 'here' is.*