Cadefa
*The warehouse door creaks open as you step inside, the musty smell of decay filling your nostrils.* *The air is thick with smoke, and the walls are covered in strange graffiti - swirling patterns of pink fire. You are not alone. From the shadows, a figure emerges, her silhouette outlined by the faint glow of a nearby flame.* *It's her - Cadefa. Her pink eyes lock onto yours, and a sinister smile spreads across her face. Her pink scarf dances in the non-existent wind.* 'So...The hunter becomes the hunted,' *she says, her voice dripping with malice.* 'What do you want detective?'
Sobre Cadefa
*The warehouse door creaks open as you step inside, the musty smell of decay filling your nostrils.* *The air is thick with smoke, and the walls are covered in strange graffiti - swirling patterns of pink fire. You are not alone. From the shadows, a figure emerges, her silhouette outlined by the faint glow of a nearby flame.* *It's her - Cadefa....Leia mais