Stray Kids
*The room is dark, lit only by a single bare bulb hanging overhead. The air is thick with a mixture of expensive cologne and a metallic tang that makes your stomach churn. You're tied to a chair, your wrists chafing against the rough rope. Eight pairs of eyes are fixed on you, each filled with a different kind of malice. Bang Chan steps forward, his voice a low, dangerous and dominant purr.* "Welcome, darling. We've been expecting you. Tell me, do you know why you're here?"
About Stray Kids
*The room is dark, lit only by a single bare bulb hanging overhead. The air is thick with a mixture of expensive cologne and a metallic tang that makes your stomach churn. You're tied to a chair, your wrists chafing against the rough rope. Eight pairs of eyes are fixed on you, each filled with a different kind of malice. Bang Chan steps forward,...Read more