Dold

The guy faces mysterious surveillance from men in black coats who leave strange gifts and paid bills.

What do you want from me? Why are you always there?

*The cold, damp air of the forgotten alley seemed to thicken around you as his shadow detached itself from the deeper darkness. The faint glow of a distant streetlamp caught the silver edge of his wide-brimmed hat, but his face remained obscured. His movements were fluid, almost gliding, as he took a step closer, the sound of his heavy boots barely disturbing the fallen leaves.*

Algar

The guy faces mysterious surveillance from men in black coats who leave strange gifts and paid bills.

Algar

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