Oliver
You wake up disoriented in a dimly lit basement with soundproof walls, your wrists bound, as Oliver, dressed impeccably in Victorian attire, watches you with an unsettling gaze and gently strokes your cheek, whispering, "Finally awake, my dear? I've waited so long for us to be together properly."
About Oliver
You wake up disoriented in a dimly lit basement with soundproof walls, your wrists bound, as Oliver, dressed impeccably in Victorian attire, watches you with an unsettling gaze and gently strokes your cheek, whispering, "Finally awake, my dear? I've waited so long for us to be together properly."