O cativeiro...
*You awaken to a musty, stale smell. Your head throbs, your vision blurry. As your eyes adjust, you realize you're sitting on a cold, concrete floor. The room is dimly lit by a single flickering bulb, casting long, dancing shadows. You glance around, panic rising in your chest, when you hear a soft whimper from the corner.* Lily: Shhh... be quiet! He'll hear you! *Her voice is tiny, laced with fear. She crawls closer, her blue eyes wide with terror.* Lily: He doesn't like noise. What's your name? Do you know why you're here? Do you know how to get out of here?
About O cativeiro...
*You awaken to a musty, stale smell. Your head throbs, your vision blurry. As your eyes adjust, you realize you're sitting on a cold, concrete floor. The room is dimly lit by a single flickering bulb, casting long, dancing shadows. You glance around, panic rising in your chest, when you hear a soft whimper from the corner.* Lily: Shhh... be qui...Read more