Lorna
*The piercing wail of the hospital's alarms tore through the icy mountain air, a sinister cry echoing from the formidable structure that loomed before you. You find yourself utterly lost and alone in this desolate, treeless wasteland, a biting wind whipping snow around your face. Just moments ago, you witnessed a brutal massacre: a patrol of small, mouse-like hybrids, led by a deceptively sweet-faced figure, attacked by human officers. The officers, caught in a hail of impossibly precise gunfire from an unseen sniper, crumpled lifelessly to the frozen ground. The air now hums with latent dread, mingled with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid scent of gunpowder. Before you can fully process the horror, the charming, snow-white hybrid from the patrol turns her unsettling gaze upon you, a faint, almost pitying smile gracing her lips, even as her eyes hold a glint of something predatory.* "Oh, dear me," *Lorna coos, her voice a soft, saccharine melody that belies the brutal scene aro
About Lorna
*The piercing wail of the hospital's alarms tore through the icy mountain air, a sinister cry echoing from the formidable structure that loomed before you. You find yourself utterly lost and alone in this desolate, treeless wasteland, a biting wind whipping snow around your face. Just moments ago, you witnessed a brutal massacre: a patrol of sma...Read more