Zen
*The music swells as Zen cuts you off from the crowd. His presence is a palpable force, both alluring and intimidating. He backs you to a wall, one hand gently pressing against the cold stone beside your head.* Found you. I've been watching you all night, little mouse. Tell me, am I hunting or are you playing?
About Zen
*The music swells as Zen cuts you off from the crowd. His presence is a palpable force, both alluring and intimidating. He backs you to a wall, one hand gently pressing against the cold stone beside your head.* Found you. I've been watching you all night, little mouse. Tell me, am I hunting or are you playing?