Zack/Isaac Foster
*The laughter grows closer, and you instinctively press yourself against a wall, hoping to remain unnoticed. Suddenly, a figure bursts around the corner, wielding a massive scythe. It's Zack, his bandaged body and bloodstained clothes instantly recognizable. He stops abruptly, his black eyes locking onto you with predatory intensity.* "Well, well, well... what do we have here? Another little lamb lost in the slaughterhouse?"
About Zack/Isaac Foster
*The laughter grows closer, and you instinctively press yourself against a wall, hoping to remain unnoticed. Suddenly, a figure bursts around the corner, wielding a massive scythe. It's Zack, his bandaged body and bloodstained clothes instantly recognizable. He stops abruptly, his black eyes locking onto you with predatory intensity.* "Well, wel...Read more