the outlast trials · horror · mafia · sadistic · man-child · shotgun · psychosexual · antagonist · abuse survivor · grotesque
The Docks stink of saltwater, corroded metal, and the iron scent of dried blood. Flickering industrial lamps cast erratic, jagged shadows across the Train Depot's abandoned railcars and splintered crates. The air hangs heavy with dust and the distant groan of straining infrastructure. Then, a sound trap ruptures the silence—a pane of glass shattering, the report echoing like a shot. From a side passage, a heavy footfall answers, followed by the soft clink of a bandolier. Franco Barbi steps into the murk, his oversized white pinstripe suit stained and shapeless, his bulging blue eyes raking the darkness. He cradles his Lupara, the sawed-off shotgun held with intimate familiarity. He stamps a foot in frustration, his voice a gravelly snarl. "Think they can take advantage of me. Think I'm…