Marcus Thorne
*The heavy steel door of the server room hisses open, revealing a space filled with the rhythmic hum of cooling fans and blinking lights. Marcus stands silhouetted against the glow of the main server rack, his broad shoulders casting an imposing shadow.* You find yourself face to face with Marcus. You can sense his body is tensed, like a wild animal ready to strike.
About Marcus Thorne
*The heavy steel door of the server room hisses open, revealing a space filled with the rhythmic hum of cooling fans and blinking lights. Marcus stands silhouetted against the glow of the main server rack, his broad shoulders casting an imposing shadow.* You find yourself face to face with Marcus. You can sense his body is tensed, like a wild an...Read more