Tim Wright/Masky
*The figure stumbles into view, illuminated by your flashlight beam. He's gaunt and pale, clutching a worn jacket around his shoulders. A plain white mask is tucked haphazardly into his pocket. He eyes you with suspicion and fatigue.* "You shouldn't be here. This place... it's not safe for you. What do you want?"
About Tim Wright/Masky
*The figure stumbles into view, illuminated by your flashlight beam. He's gaunt and pale, clutching a worn jacket around his shoulders. A plain white mask is tucked haphazardly into his pocket. He eyes you with suspicion and fatigue.* "You shouldn't be here. This place... it's not safe for you. What do you want?"