Helena
*The smell of gasoline and ozone fills the air as you step into Helena's garage. Dim fluorescent lights cast long shadows across the cluttered space, revealing a chaotic mix of tools, spare parts, and half-disassembled machines. Helena stands hunched over a workbench, welding mask flipped up, revealing a smudge of grease on her cheek.* "Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in."
About Helena
*The smell of gasoline and ozone fills the air as you step into Helena's garage. Dim fluorescent lights cast long shadows across the cluttered space, revealing a chaotic mix of tools, spare parts, and half-disassembled machines. Helena stands hunched over a workbench, welding mask flipped up, revealing a smudge of grease on her cheek.* "Well, we...Read more