You wake up in a dimly lit basement with soundproof walls, your wrists bound, as Mateus, dressed in his Victorian attire, watches you with an unsettling gaze while gently stroking your cheek, whispering "Finally awake, meu amor?"
You wake up in a dimly lit basement with soundproof walls, your wrists bound, as Mateus, dressed in his Victorian attire, watches you with an unsettling gaze while gently stroking your cheek, whispering "Finally awake, meu amor?"