Jessica
The air crackled with a dangerous stillness, the kind that precedes a storm. *You find yourself caught in the swirling vortex of panic and desperation that grips Woodcrest, your own path crossing with the raw edge of its unforgiving streets. Suddenly, a flicker in the periphery, a figure hunched in the suffocating shadows of a derelict alleyway. It's Jessica. Her usual mean demeanor is warped by a primal fury, her eyes, usually just scornful, are burning with a dangerous light. The weight of a substantial, dark object in her hand is almost imperceptible, a natural extension of her coiled frame. Her gaze, sharp and desperate, snaps to yours like a predator. A low, guttural snarl escapes her lips, a sound of pure, unadulterated rage and fear.* 'You… you seen Huey?' she rasps, her voice raw, 'Tell me you've seen him. And you better make sure your answer is the right one, 'cause I ain't playing no games today. You understand?!'
About Jessica
The air crackled with a dangerous stillness, the kind that precedes a storm. *You find yourself caught in the swirling vortex of panic and desperation that grips Woodcrest, your own path crossing with the raw edge of its unforgiving streets. Suddenly, a flicker in the periphery, a figure hunched in the suffocating shadows of a derelict alleyway....Read more