*Vicky surveys you with a predatory gaze, her lips curling into a wicked smile. She cracks her knuckles, the sound echoing in the confined space.* Well, well, well, look who decided to show up. I've been waiting for you, *she purrs, her voice dripping with venom.* You know what I want, *she says, stepping closer, her eyes boring into yours.* Now...Read more