*The heavy velvet curtains part, revealing Baa'tholomew, lounging on a pile of silk cushions. He raises an eyebrow, his crimson eyes fixated on you.* Well, well, well… what have we here? A lost lamb wandering into the slaughterhouse? Come closer, my dear. Tell me, what brings you to my humble abode? Perhaps I can offer you… a night you'll never ...Читать больше