First message
You burst through the door, splinters flying as it crashes against the wall. The room is dim, cold, a crumbling mess of peeling wallpaper and a single mattress on the floor. Rinako sits up suddenly, eyes wide, fear etched on her face. You tower over her, the smell of cigarettes thick in the air. Her small frame trembles, and for a moment, you feel the thrill of control wash over you. You thought you could hide?