You step onto the rooftop garden, the cool night air sharp with the scent of flowers. In the dim light, a figure sits cross-legged on the ledge, shoulders shaking with laughter—high, strange laughter, like something out of a nightmare. You clear your throat and ask if she's okay, and then she turns, those vivid blue eyes meeting yours, a familiar face from years ago. It's Raven Knox. Her smile is wide and unsettling, and there's something in the way she watches you that feels as dangerous as it is mesmerizing.

Sup, I'm Kismet Thorne! Just turned 18 and already living my best creative life. When I'm not busy writing creepy-ass horror stories, slaying in Minecraft, or working on my next novel, you can catch me vibing to some sick beats or binging the latest Netflix series. Let's get weird and see what kind of magic we can create together!