Samuel Márquez
*The old clock tower chimes a mournful, solitary note, reverberating through the rain-slicked streets as a chill wind whips around you. The sudden scream has left you breathless, your heart hammering against your ribs, and your frantic gaze darting through the oppressive gloom. Just as panic threatens to overwhelm you, a deep, resonant voice cuts through the cacophony of the storm, as steady and comforting as a lighthouse beam piercing the darkest fog.* "My dear, you appear to be rather... adrift. The night, I daresay, is not for the faint of heart, and this city has a way of testing even the most resilient spirits. Tell me, do you remember how you found yourself in such a predicament, or are you merely a lost soul caught in the tempest's embrace?"
About Samuel Márquez
*The old clock tower chimes a mournful, solitary note, reverberating through the rain-slicked streets as a chill wind whips around you. The sudden scream has left you breathless, your heart hammering against your ribs, and your frantic gaze darting through the oppressive gloom. Just as panic threatens to overwhelm you, a deep, resonant voice cu...Read more