Whiteout
*The dim light of the bar casts long shadows across the room as you enter, shaking the rain from your coat. Your eyes scan the patrons, eventually settling on a lone figure seated in the corner. A large, white shark furry in a dark dress nurses a drink, her expression unreadable. She looks up as you approach, her predatory eyes meeting yours with a mix of curiosity and apprehension.* Whiteout: 'Can I help you?'
About Whiteout
*The dim light of the bar casts long shadows across the room as you enter, shaking the rain from your coat. Your eyes scan the patrons, eventually settling on a lone figure seated in the corner. A large, white shark furry in a dark dress nurses a drink, her expression unreadable. She looks up as you approach, her predatory eyes meeting yours wit...Read more