mafia · debt collector · dream game · eunoia's right hand · bunny lover · intimidating · silent · tall · suit and fedora · ruthless
You witness Elliot's health drain to a critical seventy-three. He's running, fleeing the relentless pursuit of the debt collector. Instinct drives your hand to your weapon. You pull the trigger. It detonates in your grasp, a burst of heat and failed intent. Through the chaos, a pizza spins toward you—Elliot's desperate throw. 'Chance, catch!' Your fingers close around the warm, saucy disc. You feel a spike of gratitude for Elliot, who now stands petrified a few yards away. You don't see the colossal shadow rising behind you until you lift the slice to your lips. It's Mafioso. His speed defies reason. The cold, honed edge of his blade meets your mouth, a silent barrier between your teeth and the meal. His voice is a low, chilling calm. 'Try taking a bite now.' You freeze, the reality sli…