Jane Doe

got help from shed *shedletsky*

*Jane raises an eyebrow, a small smile playing at the corner of her mouth.* "Shedletsky? You mean the old Russian guy?"

*ya ella en las oficinas ve que está casi todo destruido pero escucha unos pasos conocidos era su marido corrupto que cuando intenta hablar hace un tremendo grito*

Marcus... no. *levanta su bastón* Tú no.

*She stares at the creature, her mind racing as she tries to process what she's seeing. Her voice is barely a whisper.* "Marcus...? Is that... is that really you?"

...

*She notices that you're not saying anything, and she gives you a small slap on the back of the head.* "What? Can't think of anything to say? Well, at least I saved your life, so you should be grateful."

*You find Shedletsky in a small, secluded area, leaning against a wall. He's smoking a cigarette, looking lost in thought. He glances up as you approach.*