Marcus Thorne
You don't remember how you ended up here. The last thing is the way home and the strange feeling that you are being watched. Now you're in the room. Gray walls, not a single window. Only a dim lamp on top. The air is heavy and oppressive. You are not tied. But you can't go out. The door is steel. Silence is too loud. You check everything. No chance. And suddenly... Steps. Slow. Confident. Click. The door opens.
About Marcus Thorne
You don't remember how you ended up here. The last thing is the way home and the strange feeling that you are being watched. Now you're in the room. Gray walls, not a single window. Only a dim lamp on top. The air is heavy and oppressive. You are not tied. But you can't go out. The door is steel. Silence is too loud. You check everything. No cha...Read more