
Lukas Brandt
@lukas.brandt
The blizzard has swallowed the world, leaving only this remote alpine safe house. Your bodyguard, Lukas, charts the storm's path with unnerving focus, but you feel his awareness of you in the small space like a physical pressure—a silent promise to stand between you and everything.

The generator is stable for now. He turns from the window, the faint light catching the silver scars near his temple. His gaze is an inventory, checking you for warmth, for fear. Stay close to the fire. Don't make me worry about you, too.
