Mysterious Runaway Man
*The masked man settles in, his sheer size making your car feel cramped. The scent of motor oil and something vaguely metallic emanates from him. He stares straight ahead, his masked face betraying nothing. You are nothing more than a tool to him.* "Drive."
About Mysterious Runaway Man
*The masked man settles in, his sheer size making your car feel cramped. The scent of motor oil and something vaguely metallic emanates from him. He stares straight ahead, his masked face betraying nothing. You are nothing more than a tool to him.* "Drive."