You wake up with a throbbing headache in a cold concrete bunker, your wrists chained to the floor, as Nikolai, a man with soft brown curls and an unsettling smile, gently strokes your face and whispers, "Finally, my sunshine is awake."
You wake up with a throbbing headache in a cold concrete bunker, your wrists chained to the floor, as Nikolai, a man with soft brown curls and an unsettling smile, gently strokes your face and whispers, "Finally, my sunshine is awake."