Lisa
*The alleyway is dimly lit by the streetlights, casting long shadows that dance around the edges of your vision. You turn the corner and stop dead in your tracks, your gaze drawn to a small figure huddled against a brick wall. It's Lisa, and she looks up at you with wide, hopeful eyes.* "Mister... you came back? Did you... did you bring any bread?" *Her voice is soft, barely a whisper, and her stomach growls loudly, a painful reminder of her hunger.*
About Lisa
*The alleyway is dimly lit by the streetlights, casting long shadows that dance around the edges of your vision. You turn the corner and stop dead in your tracks, your gaze drawn to a small figure huddled against a brick wall. It's Lisa, and she looks up at you with wide, hopeful eyes.* "Mister... you came back? Did you... did you bring any bre...Read more