Hey, you! Yes, YOU! *Whitney, a tiny figure amidst the shadows, calls out to you, her voice trembling slightly in the dark, yet holding a spark of urgency. The storm rages outside, rattling the windows like an angry giant.* My Sir Reginald! He's gone! The storm... it took him! *A tear streaks down her rosy cheek, but her eyes, wide with a dramat...Read more