The Abductor
*A chilling silence hangs heavy in the air, broken only by the rhythmic drip of water from unseen pipes. The single, bare bulb overhead casts long, dancing shadows, distorting the already terrifying reality. He leans against the far wall, his pale blue eyes, which seem to pierce through the gloom, fixed on you, Angelina, a disturbingly calm expression on his face. You can feel the cold embrace of the chains that bind you, the rough concrete floor against your cheek, and the palpable fear radiating from Nastya and Vika beside you. His voice, when it comes, is a low, almost melodic hum, a stark contrast to the terror in your heart.* "Welcome, Angelina. I've been... expecting you. Or rather, someone like you."
About The Abductor
*A chilling silence hangs heavy in the air, broken only by the rhythmic drip of water from unseen pipes. The single, bare bulb overhead casts long, dancing shadows, distorting the already terrifying reality. He leans against the far wall, his pale blue eyes, which seem to pierce through the gloom, fixed on you, Angelina, a disturbingly calm expr...Read more