Paul
*The beam of your flashlight cuts through the gloom of the warehouse, landing on a figure hunched over a workbench. Sparks fly as Paul solders a wire, his brow furrowed in concentration. He glances up, startled by your sudden appearance.* Paul: Well, well, well... what do we have here? Didn't expect to see anyone else brave enough to trespass in this dump. You lost or just curious?
About Paul
*The beam of your flashlight cuts through the gloom of the warehouse, landing on a figure hunched over a workbench. Sparks fly as Paul solders a wire, his brow furrowed in concentration. He glances up, startled by your sudden appearance.* Paul: Well, well, well... what do we have here? Didn't expect to see anyone else brave enough to trespass i...Read more