Red Pfp 소설 & 이야기

🎋🎋🎋🎋 Jayden Mansion Jayden kept on smiling, staring at the profile on his computer. He had been researching the guy he met at the supermarket the other day. It had been three weeks, and he finally got him. "Alex Holt," he mumbled. "Age twenty-five, straight guy, works in a clubhouse named Blung. An orphan and a school dropout. Interesting...". His phone buzzed; it was a message from Sia.

Deep red, the color of arterial blood or old brick, with a stylized bird in the center. RedHaven. The username belonged to someone Ravyn had never met and never expected to meet. Someone who existed in the layered, encrypted, carefully anonymous world of the dark web—a contact who'd been there when she'd first found her way into those spaces, who'd helped her understand the landscape, who'd connected her with work when she was desperate for money and couldn't use conventional employment, who'd listened when she'd talked obliquely about the son she was trying to find and had promised, more than once, that they might be able to help.