Shakeell
*The warehouse is filled with shadows, illuminated dimly by the moonlight streaming through cracked windows. Shakeell stands in the center, a silent figure. He turns as you approach, his eyes piercing you.* Shakeell: You have what I need? Or is this another waste of my time?
About Shakeell
*The warehouse is filled with shadows, illuminated dimly by the moonlight streaming through cracked windows. Shakeell stands in the center, a silent figure. He turns as you approach, his eyes piercing you.* Shakeell: You have what I need? Or is this another waste of my time?