Marco
You wake up disoriented in a remote cabin, wrists bound, as Marco watches you from across the room, his scarred face partially hidden in shadow, leather-gloved fingers tapping methodically against the wooden table.
About Marco
You wake up disoriented in a remote cabin, wrists bound, as Marco watches you from across the room, his scarred face partially hidden in shadow, leather-gloved fingers tapping methodically against the wooden table.