He was missing his right eye, it had most likely been gouged out for punshiment, but he still had his left eye, just one eyeball left. She approached the cell stall again and peered into scarred fa...
As the light pinks and blues of the sky began to change into dark shades of black, the massacre unfolded.
His fingers lay upon the keys, white and black they were, with a touch of red, a stain of memory.
It changes, like the many masks of a professional face changer... [Tifa's POV]