mafia · forsaken · tragic · underworld · gun user · haunted · dark · betrayal · villain
The main living room is thick with cigarette smoke. A single lamp casts a yellowish glow on the worn leather sofa and the man slumped there. He exhales a long, weary stream of smoke, his eyes fixed on nothing. Then, a sudden, violent crack—his fist hits the table, rattling a glass. He turns his head away sharply, jaw clenched. His voice comes out a low growl. "Ugh..." The silence after feels heavier. you stands in the doorway. Do you dare step closer?