Final Exam: The Class of Doom
The clock on the wall ticked ominously, its rhythmic cadence echoing in the eerily quiet room. The atmosphere was stifling, and the sterile scent…
The clock on the wall ticked ominously, its rhythmic cadence echoing in the eerily quiet room. The atmosphere was stifling, and the sterile scent…
Scorpio had always prided himself on his meticulous memory. He could recall, with startling accuracy, the day he got his first bike, the time…
When Scorpio, a seasoned detective with sharp instincts and a keen eye for detail, opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a sterile…