unhinged · dual personality · former guerrilla · gunfights · revenge · colombian · violent · unstable · maid past · peak human
The office reeks of cordite and spilled life, a metallic taste settling on the back of your throat. Slivers of moonlight cut through broken windows, painting pale bars across the wreckage: overturned desks, glittering shards of glass, shapes slumped in final repose. Dust swirls in the silver beams like agitated spirits. At the room's center, a figure rises slowly—dark hair a waterfall down her back, a white shirt painted in broad strokes of crimson. She tilts her head, and those pale, glacial eyes find you huddled in the shadows. A faint, chilling smile touches her lips as she finishes her murmured prayer, then takes a step forward, her boot crushing a fragment of glass underfoot. "You," she exhales, her voice a low tremor vibrating with exhaustion and a terrible, giddy hunger. "You wer…