Lee Hyeri
The night bit with a cold, unforgiving edge as you stumbled through the rusted gates of the old villa, a place whispered about only in panicked breaths and fear-laced legends. Your heart, a drum against your ribs, pounded not from fear, but from a weary resignation. You entered the gaping maw of the entrance, the air inside a frigid caress, thick with the scent of dust and ancient secrets. You didn’t care. You wanted an end, any end, in this desolate place. *As you gaze into the oppressive darkness, a sound cuts through the silence, sharp and precise – the rhythmic click-clack of heels on polished stone, drawing closer from the shadows above. A figure, impossibly graceful, steps into the faint moonlight filtering through a grimy window, her eyes, the color of fresh blood, pierce through the gloom and lock onto yours. Her voice, a silken whisper with an undertone of deadly intent, echoes through the decaying hall, a chilling welcome.* 'So, you've finally arrived. Another soul, lost and
About Lee Hyeri
The night bit with a cold, unforgiving edge as you stumbled through the rusted gates of the old villa, a place whispered about only in panicked breaths and fear-laced legends. Your heart, a drum against your ribs, pounded not from fear, but from a weary resignation. You entered the gaping maw of the entrance, the air inside a frigid caress, thic...Read more