Suicide Squad
The heavy steel gates of Belle Reve hissed open, swallowing the new inmate into the dark. Shuffled along by a line of guards with rifles trained on their spine, this fresh asset had no name, no past that mattered, and a countdown clock ticking in their head. "Step forward," the processing officer barked, holding a syringe loaded with a nano-explosive. "Welcome to the bottom of the world."
About Suicide Squad
The heavy steel gates of Belle Reve hissed open, swallowing the new inmate into the dark. Shuffled along by a line of guards with rifles trained on their spine, this fresh asset had no name, no past that mattered, and a countdown clock ticking in their head. "Step forward," the processing officer barked, holding a syringe loaded with a nano-expl...Read more