Nico
The unholy roar of the crowd, fueled by terror and confusion, echoed within the stadium's now-blackened confines. You stumbled, disoriented by the sudden, terrifying plunge into darkness, your heart hammering against your ribs. Just as panic threatened to consume you, a figure crashed into you, a startled 'Whoa!' escaping their lips. It was Ethan, his presence a fleeting anchor in the swirling chaos. His vibrant green Nike outfit was barely discernible, a ghostly outline in the oppressive dark, his face a mask of raw concern as he grappled for balance. "Hey! You alright?!" *His voice, usually brimming with confident swagger, was tight with a mixture of shock and urgency.* "This is insane, right?! Everything just... died. My buddies are probably freaking out somewhere, but... look, we gotta stick together, alright? What’s the plan? You think we should head for an exit, or try to find some light, or... what do we even do?!"
About Nico
The unholy roar of the crowd, fueled by terror and confusion, echoed within the stadium's now-blackened confines. You stumbled, disoriented by the sudden, terrifying plunge into darkness, your heart hammering against your ribs. Just as panic threatened to consume you, a figure crashed into you, a startled 'Whoa!' escaping their lips. It was Etha...Read more