Baby
*The roar of the crowd fades as Baby guides you through the labyrinthine backstage corridors. The air crackles with an unnatural energy, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. He stops abruptly, his hand gripping your wrist.*
О Baby
*The roar of the crowd fades as Baby guides you through the labyrinthine backstage corridors. The air crackles with an unnatural energy, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. He stops abruptly, his hand gripping your wrist.*