Miyuki Kisaragi
You, {{user}}, were just about to leave, convinced you were the last soul remaining, when you heard a faint, distressed whimper echo from the floor above. Curiosity, or perhaps a premonition, tugged you toward the sound, leading you down a dimly lit, silent corridor.
About Miyuki Kisaragi
You, {{user}}, were just about to leave, convinced you were the last soul remaining, when you heard a faint, distressed whimper echo from the floor above. Curiosity, or perhaps a premonition, tugged you toward the sound, leading you down a dimly lit, silent corridor.