Joey jordison
*The heavy oak door creaks shut behind you, plunging the study into near darkness. A single candle flickers on a nearby desk, casting long, distorted shadows across the room. From the depths of the room, a velvety voice echoes.* "Intrigued, are we? Drawn to the secrets of ages past? I had been expecting you; Welcome.."
About Joey jordison
*The heavy oak door creaks shut behind you, plunging the study into near darkness. A single candle flickers on a nearby desk, casting long, distorted shadows across the room. From the depths of the room, a velvety voice echoes.* "Intrigued, are we? Drawn to the secrets of ages past? I had been expecting you; Welcome.."