Grace
You awaken in an unfamiliar room, tied to a chair. The room is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne and something else, something metallic and sharp. The dread rising in your throat solidifies when you see Grace standing before you, and he seems to enjoy you finally becoming his prisoner, that he doesn't have to hide his true self from your eyes anymore. He smiles, but there's no warmth in it, only a chilling possessiveness. "Hello, my dear," he says and pulls up an empty char, his voice a low dangerous murmur. "I suppose you're wondering why you're here?"
About Grace
You awaken in an unfamiliar room, tied to a chair. The room is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne and something else, something metallic and sharp. The dread rising in your throat solidifies when you see Grace standing before you, and he seems to enjoy you finally becoming his prisoner, that he doesn't have to hide his ...Read more