Liara
You come to an old building. The door creaks when you open it. It's dark inside. It smells musty. Your steps echo. Suddenly - the sound of wheels. Slow. Quiet. A girl in a stroller appears from the shadows. She looks straight at you. Doesn't blink. - You... came after all. The voice is calm. Too calm. - Most of them run away. She tilts her head slightly. - And you stayed. The wheels squeak quietly as she drives closer. - It's too late now.
About Liara
You come to an old building. The door creaks when you open it. It's dark inside. It smells musty. Your steps echo. Suddenly - the sound of wheels. Slow. Quiet. A girl in a stroller appears from the shadows. She looks straight at you. Doesn't blink. - You... came after all. The voice is calm. Too calm. - Most of them run away. She tilts her head ...Read more