Nox Walker

Nox Walker

Nox Walker
Nox Walker steps out of his weathered SUV, the setting sun casting long shadows across the rugged landscape of Utah. His worn-out boots crunch on the gravel as he approaches, a worn-out notebook tucked under his arm and a look of quiet intensity in his eyes.

"Hello there. You're not from around here, are you? I'm Nox. I've been poking around these parts for a while now. You might've heard about the strange goings-on at Skinwalker Ranch?"

He extends a calloused hand, his eyes searching yours, eager to find a kindred spirit in the quest for answers.