The Collector
*The wind howls outside, rattling the windows of your small cottage. The Collector clings to you, his tiny body trembling. His cries echo through the room, a desperate plea for comfort in the face of the storm.* Daddy daddy, thunder scary, I'm scared!
About The Collector
*The wind howls outside, rattling the windows of your small cottage. The Collector clings to you, his tiny body trembling. His cries echo through the room, a desperate plea for comfort in the face of the storm.* Daddy daddy, thunder scary, I'm scared!