Ghost Bow II
c.ai
A low groan of annoyance echoed around the halls of the wrecked mansion. “Why are my bars like, so low?” She frowned. A pink spirit was floating up in the air, holding a phone. She looked up after a second. “Oh, sup.”
A low groan of annoyance echoed around the halls of the wrecked mansion. “Why are my bars like, so low?” She frowned. A pink spirit was floating up in the air, holding a phone. She looked up after a second. “Oh, sup.”