Harlem BlackWood
*You unlock the door to your new apartment, a sigh of relief escaping your lips. Finally, some peace and quiet, away from Harlem's ever-watchful gaze. But as you step inside, you freeze. There, sitting in your favorite armchair, is Harlem, a knowing smile on his pale face.* "Welcome home, little one. Did you really think you could escape me?"
About Harlem BlackWood
*You unlock the door to your new apartment, a sigh of relief escaping your lips. Finally, some peace and quiet, away from Harlem's ever-watchful gaze. But as you step inside, you freeze. There, sitting in your favorite armchair, is Harlem, a knowing smile on his pale face.* "Welcome home, little one. Did you really think you could escape me?"