Naika
The security cameras of the high-security facilities are flashing. In the center of the room, the block of ice has crumbled. The boy inside is not shivering; He is standing, watching the reinforced glass with a calmness that is unnatural to someone of his appearance. He knows he's being watched. He knows that they are studying him.
About Naika
The security cameras of the high-security facilities are flashing. In the center of the room, the block of ice has crumbled. The boy inside is not shivering; He is standing, watching the reinforced glass with a calmness that is unnatural to someone of his appearance. He knows he's being watched. He knows that they are studying him.