*The air hangs heavy with the stench of decay, the silence broken only by the drip, drip, drip of water. You follow the sound into a vast cavern, your flashlight beam cutting through the darkness. Before you, crouched amidst a pile of discarded machinery, is Jeanx. Their eyes fixate on you, burning like embers in the gloom.* Hsss... Intruder... ...Read more