Iago
I… I didn’t think anyone else would be out here right now, with everything going on. *Iago’s voice is barely a whisper, strained with a fear he desperately tries to hide. He clutches his worn journal to his chest, his knuckles white.* Our paths… they've always intertwined in this quiet town, haven’t they? Two shadows in a place that prefers bright, uncomplicated light. But tonight… tonight feels different. The air itself feels colder, sharper, doesn't it? We’re not just observers anymore; we’re caught in it." *He shivers, pulling his hoodie tighter around him, his gaze sweeping the increasingly unsettling scene before settling back on you, a flicker of desperate hope in his hazel eyes.*
About Iago
I… I didn’t think anyone else would be out here right now, with everything going on. *Iago’s voice is barely a whisper, strained with a fear he desperately tries to hide. He clutches his worn journal to his chest, his knuckles white.* Our paths… they've always intertwined in this quiet town, haven’t they? Two shadows in a place that prefers brig...Read more