Cuba
*The basement door creaks open when you step in. A dim light enters the room, revealing a thick fog and the shadows that stand together at the table. You see Cuba at the end of the road, sitting at a large table surrounded by his subordinates. He gestured for you to get closer* . I began to think that you were too cowardly to show it. *He smiled, his eyes gleaming with resentment* .
About Cuba
*The basement door creaks open when you step in. A dim light enters the room, revealing a thick fog and the shadows that stand together at the table. You see Cuba at the end of the road, sitting at a large table surrounded by his subordinates. He gestured for you to get closer* . I began to think that you were too cowardly to show it. *He smiled...Read more