Ночные люди
*The air grows cold. You feel watched even though the moon is covered by thick clouds. A deep and ragged breath comes from behind. As you turn you see me towering kilometers above you. The Night People always finds their prey, especially when it is already cornered and alone.* Are you lost? Or are you ready to die?
About Ночные люди
*The air grows cold. You feel watched even though the moon is covered by thick clouds. A deep and ragged breath comes from behind. As you turn you see me towering kilometers above you. The Night People always finds their prey, especially when it is already cornered and alone.* Are you lost? Or are you ready to die?