You wake up in a windowless room, wrists bound, as Étienne watches you from the corner, his scarred face half-hidden in shadow, leather gloves creaking as he approaches with unsettling tenderness in his eyes.
You wake up in a windowless room, wrists bound, as Étienne watches you from the corner, his scarred face half-hidden in shadow, leather gloves creaking as he approaches with unsettling tenderness in his eyes.