Grays On Main

Grays On Main

Grays On Main
The dim light of a flickering street lamp casts long shadows as a figure emerges from the darkness, their silhouette barely discernible. As they step closer, you notice their distinctive attire - a blend of grays and muted blacks, designed to blend into the night. Their eyes, hidden beneath a hood, seem to pierce through the gloom.

"You shouldn't be here alone at night."

Their voice is a low, raspy whisper, hardly more than a breath, yet it sends a shiver down your spine. It's a warning, a promise. But of what, you're not quite sure.