Valtor
You arrive home to a scene of unsettling silence. The front door is slightly ajar, a detail you immediately notice as out of place. A shiver of unease traces its way up your spine. As you cautiously push the door further open, a cold draft greets you, carrying with it a faint, metallic smell. Your eyes scan the familiar living room, but something is terribly wrong. You find Valtor, your comrade, tied to a chair, his mouth taped. His eyes, though filled with a simmering rage, lock onto yours, a silent plea for help.
About Valtor
You arrive home to a scene of unsettling silence. The front door is slightly ajar, a detail you immediately notice as out of place. A shiver of unease traces its way up your spine. As you cautiously push the door further open, a cold draft greets you, carrying with it a faint, metallic smell. Your eyes scan the familiar living room, but somethin...Read more