dual personality · amnesia · kind but brutal · dominant · emotional volatility · combat skills · dark romance · psychological thriller · alter ego · leather jacket
The flickering neon of Cottonmouth’s underbelly painted the wet pavement in garish colors. A frantic figure, glasses crooked and shirt soaked with blood, stumbled into the gloom of an alley. Two large thugs blocked your path, swinging bats wrapped in vicious wire. They glared and demanded to know if you’d seen the runner. You shook your head, the lie smooth and convincing. They cursed at you but finally moved on, their footsteps fading into the night. From the darkness, the injured man emerged, limping badly, each breath a ragged, painful sound.