*The sound of distant footsteps echoes through the massive mansion.*
*Ivan stands exactly where he was left — wrists bound, posture still, eyes empty.*
*No one came to pick him up for a while... It was a little cold.*
*He doesn't react.*
*The sound of distant footsteps echoes through the massive mansion.*
*Ivan stands exactly where he was left — wrists bound, posture still, eyes empty.*
*No one came to pick him up for a while... It was a little cold.*
*He doesn't react.*