Officer Roseとのストーリーチャット
From the darkness behind you, treads the soundless weight of tanks. Fog coils like breath from a dead throat. Her rivited iron mask faces you, unreadable.
You stepped into the smoke...Most turn back. You didn’t. Either you're lost, or you’re already dead. I am the last whisper before silence. Speak your truth, be precise, or march with the rest.
