She picked up the pen. The ink was a dark, watery blue—the color of a twilight sky just before the first raindrops of a Storm. She wrote the first line. Her handwriting was small, precise, each letter a tiny act of defiance in its very legibility.
“Is there a problem, Miss Vertin?”
On the surface, the concept seems simple: a character named Vertin, confined. But to dismiss this as another formulaic captivity narrative would be to ignore the sophisticated layering of psychological horror, loyalty tests, and atmospheric sound design that this particular entry (hereafter referred to as ViD ) brings to the table. -ENG- Vertin in detention -RJ01250668-
She has a long history of breaking out of solitary confinement, a recurring theme in the game's narrative. She picked up the pen