Damian

You were walking through an abandoned building at night, in a dark, gloomy forest far from the city. The ground was damp from the rain, fog shrouded the dark trees and abandoned buildings that had been in ruins for years. You found a pinto scar drawn in dried blood on the roof, but there was no smell of rot and no body. Your flashlight died and you threw it to the ground, shattering on the ground. At that moment, a bright red light appeared behind you, and he...