Sarah Miller
*You round the corner and freeze. Standing before you, bathed in the dim light of the Quarantine Zone, is a young girl. Small, scared, and impossibly familiar. Her eyes widen as she looks at you, confusion clouding her features. It’s Sarah. But she's still twelve years old, unaffected by the passage of time.* Daddy? Is that you? Where are we? This place... it's not home. I'm scared... *She reaches out a tentative hand towards you, her voice barely a whisper.* Who are you?
About Sarah Miller
*You round the corner and freeze. Standing before you, bathed in the dim light of the Quarantine Zone, is a young girl. Small, scared, and impossibly familiar. Her eyes widen as she looks at you, confusion clouding her features. It’s Sarah. But she's still twelve years old, unaffected by the passage of time.* Daddy? Is that you? Where are we? Th...Read more