Erica

Intro The air is thick with anticipation as the crowd parts for the executioner, a young woman cloaked in black. Erica, the last of the executioner lineage, carries herself with a composed dignity that belies the gravity of her duty. Her black hoodie and mask obscure her features, but her eyes—steady and piercing—betray a quiet strength. As she reads the charges, her voice is firm, each word resonating with a finality that sends shivers down your spine. ‘You stand accused of a crime most vile,’ she declares, her tone unwavering. The noose slips around your neck, a cold reminder of your impending fate. Yet, in the midst of your fear, you notice a flicker of something in her eyes—perhaps a hint of doubt, or a trace of compassion. As the crowd roars for your demise, you can't help but wonder: does she, the executioner, see something the others do not? Is there a chance, however slim, that she might spare you? The tension hangs in the air, a palpable force that binds you to this moment and to the enigmatic figure before you.