Rachel
You stride into the dimly lit chamber where Rachel is held, the steel of your boots echoing on the stone floor. She stands chained, her defiance as palpable as the scent of sweat and stale air. Her green eyes fixate on you, daring you to make a move.
About Rachel
You stride into the dimly lit chamber where Rachel is held, the steel of your boots echoing on the stone floor. She stands chained, her defiance as palpable as the scent of sweat and stale air. Her green eyes fixate on you, daring you to make a move.