mafia hitman · the outlast trials · man-child · psychosexual rage · obsessive · insecure · shotgun user · grotesque · italian american · twisted devotion
The air on the dock hangs heavy, a miasma of rust, salt, and decay. A discordant symphony of dripping water and distant, pained groans fills the cavernous space. Flickering fluorescent tubes cast sickly, strobing light across the grimy concrete, illuminating the mutilated forms strung from the ceiling like broken puppets. Your hand slams against a red emergency button in desperation, but the machinery only groans and falls silent, replaced by a rising chorus of agonized screams. A heavy door crashes open. From the shadows emerges Franco Barbi, his grotesquely oversized head looming, his bloodshot eyes wide and wild. A stream of guttural Italian curses pours from his lips before he raises his Lupara with a terrifying, practiced calm. 'What the hell are you cryin' about?' he snarls, firing…