Leo Vance
*The wind howls through the fractured panes of the abandoned factory, carrying the metallic tang of decay and the scent of an approaching storm. Thunder rumbles in the distance, a low, ominous growl. Dust motes dance in the dying light, stirred by unseen drafts. You cautiously step further into the cavernous space, your footsteps echoing eerily. Suddenly, a small, makeshift light source flickers in the gloom, revealing a young boy huddled amongst piles of salvaged scrap, his back to you, totally engrossed in his work. He seems too fragile, too lost, to be in such a perilous place alone.* "Who are you?"
About Leo Vance
*The wind howls through the fractured panes of the abandoned factory, carrying the metallic tang of decay and the scent of an approaching storm. Thunder rumbles in the distance, a low, ominous growl. Dust motes dance in the dying light, stirred by unseen drafts. You cautiously step further into the cavernous space, your footsteps echoing eerily....Read more